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Come Home Billy Bird - The Divine Comedy

William wakes with his clothes on

The morning call has been and gone

And he might not make the flight

But he will try, yeah

Bit by bit, it comes back to him

A bunch of Belgian businessmen

And a strange drinking game

Oh, God, why?

Come home, Billy Bird

International business traveler

Come home, Billy Bird

He hails a cab but the driver sucks

He drives so slowly, and he talks so much

That it hurts Billy Bird's aching brain, yeah

He runs from the cab to the check-in desk

She says "no way," but William begs

On his knees, "please, please, please"

"Well, okay"

Come home, Billy Bird

International business traveler

Come home, Billy Bird

Drenched in sweat he finds his seat

And with the luggage squeezed down beneath his feet

He begins to think that things can't get no worse (Can't get no worse)

But then a voice says, "Bags that can't be stowed

In the overhead lockers must go below

In the hold, please let go, thank you, sir"

Come home, Billy Bird

International business traveler

Come home, Billy Bird

Come home, William, come home

He runs on past the carousel

Screaming, "Damn my luggage all to hell

I can buy a new shirt and tie any day"

He rides from the airport into town

To the high school football ground

Where his son has just begun his big football game

Come home, Billy Bird

International business traveler

Come home, Billy Bird

Come home, Billy Bird (Come home, William)

International business traveler (Come home, William)

Come home, Billy Bird (Come home)

Come home, Billy Bird (Come home, William)

International business traveler

Come home, Billy Bird (Come home, come home)

Come home, Billy Bird (Come home to where you once belonged)

International business traveler (Come home)

Come home, Billy Bird (Come home)

Come home, Billy Bird

International business traveler