Bill Gaunce
Ex-Alien (The Ballad Of Byrd)
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Ex-Alien (The Ballad Of Byrd
© 2009 Bill Gaunce

Back 'round 1970
Keepin' down low of the CIA
Drinkin' 3.2 beer under the flag
Of the Jolly Roger

Just pirates from
The good ship Flower Power
Tryin' to get tight before the witching hour
Diggin' the music and standin' in the aisles

Something strange was lurking in the air
We went a round or two but lost the dare

You were a real ex-Alien
You went way out and came back again
Landed somewhere foreign on the 9th floor
Blew out the circuits up in the lab
Rode out in a checkered cab
Clean as a whistle laughing in the dark
You didn't even leave behind a spark

Funny how the seasons fly
Flowers bloom and flowers die
But weeds can grow quite nicely
Without sunshine

So I'm still here and so are you
The earth still spins and the sky is blueI'd rather have this dirt
beneath my feet

Something strange was lurking in the air
We went a round or two but lost the dare

You were a real ex-Alien
You went way out and came back again
Landed somewhere foreign on the 9th floor
Blew out the circuits up in the lab
Rode out in a checkered cab
Clean as a whistle glowing in the dark
You didn't even leave behind a spark
Credits
Lyrics Credits: Bill Gaunce
Music Credits: Bill Gaunce
Producer Credits: Bill Gaunce
Publisher Credits: Bill Gaunce
Performance Credits: Bill Gaunce
Description
Short Song Description:
A song for my old bandmate Bill "Byrd" Sechman, RIP my friend.
Metadata
Song Length: 3:41
Primary Genre: Folk-Rock
Secondary Genre: Rock-Roots/Rock n' Roll
Tempo: Slow (71 - 90)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Friendship
Subject Matter 2: Friend
Similar Artist 2: Wilco
Language: English
Era: 1970 - 1979