billy's dream boat stills as the house alights
sailors come from miles for a drink and a fight
but the harbour thrills pull back from the light
to the belly of a boat in a hammer try tight
the organ plays by itself
it doesn't need the grinder's help and the monkey
and the monkey stow away to sea
back to his wife and a nest in the trees
billy's brother plays bass in a band called man
he fancies himself as a travelling ham
strutting and fretting them into fame
in a torn t-shirt he'll carve his name
looking for adventure and some mystery
he doesn't need the grinder and he doesn't want me