Billie Piper Song

 Billie, Billie Piper, what made them want to try to snuff you out

Billie was a piper born in the Mendip hills

Born in the smoke stack hills

Where Breweries and carpenters drew up their bills

But God was his tobacco and he smoked his fill

He blow his smoke out of his ears and out his gills

Oh Billie, Billie piper the last pirate in the world

They never hung another, not for piracy killed

His life was a burning ember too hot to handle with skill

Oh Billie, Billie Piper should have his face on a dollar bill

Burn on up me lovers oh tear the whole world down

The world is cruel to those who've been robbed of their crown

He was once the supplier of clay pipes for the town

Worked from dawn till dusk making his clay pipes sound

No he never harmed a man, never did a wrong

Except for stealing to survive and making his life long

But for all the laws of England that were brought into play

He broke each one accordingly and they smashed his pipes of clay

Oh Billie, Billie Watts was a piper's son, he learnt his trade

Upon the hills and stuck onto his guns, 

forces of a tragic time, or an act of God?

Brought the smokes of nature to cloud over his life

We are each brought into this world a shining and entire

But we soon lose our gold, turn silver to bronze then expire

Nothing can prevent the waning of the years

But we can still keep on smoking and burning through our tears

Yes don't let the rain put out your fire, hold your pipes to the flame

Let the smoke rise higher, heaven is a long way off from our desire

We can only change what we can change, but all change sing the choir

I can hear the flag snapping on the mast

But is the flag of my country or the skull and crossbones that I hold fast

Sure we are just flesh and bones and not a nationality

To keep body and soul together holds a penalty

Have you ever heard of Billy Watts, He was a piper's son

Sure that Billy had some guts to do what he had done

They put him on a boat to Australia for stealing from someone

But Billy Watts was a fighter who kept fighting til he was gone

Oh Billy, Billie Watts look what you've done

Just stole two pigeons and some cloth, they found you the guilty one

Nothing much to speak of, but back then the love was none

He was tried and convicted and soon evicted to the land of the rising sun

Nobody saw him coming but they knew him by reputation

In a land where the criminals were charged with building a nation

Nobody asked him, they just made him work and toil

To bring in his daily bread he had to till the soil

But that wasn't work for a piper, nor one who could use his hands

And craft things finer than a vintage bottle of wine

He upped and he left that farm on Vandeimansland 

And he brewed bootleg liquor to sell on down the line

Oh Billie, Billie the piper, what made them punish you

You only did what you had to, did what you had to do

But they caught up with you, you gave them the smoke signal

But they never put out your pipe