The Friends of Billy Bear

Lyrics

Is there a wolf in the house Or a scapegoat or a man who's never scared Is there anyone that can show me a photograph Is there a friend of Billy Bear Because he's as tough as railings and built like a hill His head's a gentle slope for the good to fall on And all across the weekend he'll make you aware That come Monday moring you're a friend of Billy Bear Is there a woman indoors or a child in disguise Or a dog that's not sized his boot soles Is there a board that's never felt his terrible tread Or a window never shook by Billy Bear Is there a mother of a son not worried when he comes Busrting through his clothes like a sunset Or some poor forgotten burn whose life not overturned By the freewheeling tow of Billy Bear