Lyrics:

Billy ran around with the rare old crew
And he knew an Arsenal from Tottenham blue
We'd be a darn sight better off if we knew
Where Billy's bones are resting now

Billy saw a copper and he hit him in the knee
And he took him down from six foot to five foot three
Then he hit him fair and square in the do-re-mi
That copper won't be having any family

Hey Billy son, where are you now?
Don't you know that we need you now?
With a ra-ta-ta and the old kow-tow
Where are Billy's bones resting now?

Billy went away with the peace-keeping force
'Cause he liked a bloody good fight, of course
Went away in an old khaki van
To the banks of the river Jordan

Billy saw the Arabs and he had 'em on the run
When he got 'em in the range of his sub-machine gun
Then he had the Israelis in his sights, went a ra-ta-ta
And they ran like shites

Hey Billy son, where are you now?
Don't you know that we need you now?
With a ra-ta-ta and the old kow-tow
Where are Billy's bones resting now?

Hey Billy son, where are you now?
Don't you know that we need you now?
With a ra-ta-ta and the old kow-tow
Where are Billy's bones resting now?

One night Billy had a rare old time
Laughing and singing on the Lebanon line
Came back to camp not looking too pretty
Never even got to see the Holy City

Now Billy's out there in the desert sun
And his mother cries when the morning comes
And there's mothers crying all over this world
For their poor dead darling boys and girls

Hey Billy son, where are you now?
Don't you know that we need you now?
With a ra-ta-ta and the old kow-tow
Where are Billy's bones resting now?

Have a Billy holiday
Born on a Monday
Married on a Tuesday
Drunk on a Wednesday
Got plugged on a Thursday
Sick on a Friday
Died on a Saturday
Buried on a Sunday