First Call - Billy On The Boulevard lyrics

Billy out on the boulevard Preaching salvation on fire and tar Some think he's crazy Some just shake their heads But Billy keeps on preaching Yeah, Billy keeps on preaching Billy out in the rain again No one will know his suffering and pain They say he's dying But inside he's alive And Billy keeps on preaching Yeah, Billy keeps on preaching No one seems to know the days are numbered Some are going to sleep while others slumber And some will never rest at all And the waves of heat are rising And the steam escapes the street Southern California shade offers no relief But he's pounding out the pavement With his leatherback in his hand Trying to make the people understand Ooh, whoa-whoa-whoa Billy, Billy No one sees the fields are white to harvest The laborers too few to hit the target And some won't even try at all And the waves of heat are rising And the steam escapes the street Southern California shade offers no relief But he's pounding out the pavement With his leatherback in his hand Trying to make the people understand Billy out in the barren wind Feeling the last breath escaping within When he talks of dying He speaks of it firsthand But Billy keeps on preaching Yeah, Billy keeps on preaching to the end Billy keeps on preaching to the end Yeah, Billy keeps on preaching to the end Billy keeps on preaching to the end Yeah, Billy keeps on preaching to the end Billy keeps on preaching Yeah, Billy keeps on preaching Billy keeps on preaching Yeah, Billy keeps on preaching