(Clark/Savage/Willis/Elliott/Lange)
Billy's got a gun, he's on the run
Confusion in his mind, the blind leads the
blind
Oh, Billy's got a gun, he's gonna shoot you
down
He's got evil in his eyes, gotta reason to
despise
There's danger in the air
Can't you feel it in the air?
Danger (such a strange emotion)
Can't you feel it in the air?
Oh, he was locked inside a room, without a
door
His innocence, he suffered for
In a world of black and white, they were
wrong and he was right
Just looking for a clue, it's a nightmare come
true
Searching underground, to track that danger
down
Oh, Billy, why you got that gun?
Never give him an even break
Gettin' caught is the chance you take
It could be your last mistake
(You could be so helpless)
As a bird with a broken wing
Like a sheep in a lion's den
Gonna fall but you won't know when
You hear footsteps in the night, see shadows
on the wall
And the ghastly sound of silence, as the mist
begins to fall
Then a scream rang out like thunder, but the
lightning was too late
As the rain came down on the crimson ground
It was the hidden hand of fate
And a crowd of people gathered round, but
Billy couldn't wait
Paul J. Mitchell Carnegie Mellon University
pm3z@andrew.cmu.edu Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania