BILLY

I need these bricks, bricks to make walls around. And I think you're sick, sick of these walls around me. I feel stiff, stiff as a board around. And I think you're sick, sick of these walls around me. Billy this is the end, that's all I have to say. I need a drink, but a drink makes me fall down. Do you, do you belive... in something? Do you, do you believe. Did you say something? Billy?