William ☆ Movie by Burning Up White

"This Jersey trio delivers two songs of pure power pop with dazzling lyrics and stylish playing."
- JerseyBeat Magazine

"Wow! I love this. It's delightful, pretty, spooky and peaceful."
- The Aquarian Weekly

"Burning Up White combines a haunting, ethereal vibe with heavy grit."
- The Courier-News


William
William doesn’t have a clue
He never knows what to do
He’ll take me out with him
He’ll hold me near
Never heard me say
I hate it here - hate it here - ooh

William doesn’t know I dream, he says he lets me blow off steam
He’ll never hear me scream ‘cause I - forgot how to scream
Anymore - ooh

William doesn’t know I know
What it’s like to be hungry - oh
He still thinks he’s in love with me
But then he still thinks he’s above me
‘Cause I listen - I don’t complain
And I can smile - Even when I’m in pain
He still thinks I’m in love with him
But then it’s easier just to lie to him
Poor William
Ooh - poor William


Movie
His hands asked
But no lover’s hair was there to fill them
You could make a movie about anyone but you and me

Boy went home today
But by the time he got there, home had moved away
Home had moved away
Was it because he wasn’t the entertainer she needed - not quite

You and me - we could be like sticks of dynamite
But we are like a screaming ball of fire
In a pool of water

Look, they’re on TV
All the movie cops and queens
They’ve got rivals & lovers & concubines
You could make a movie

The average man in a blue sedan waits for the light to turn green
When the green finally comes, he’s so afraid of the crash he might see

℗© 1998 Music: Burning Up White, Lyrics: Mary Ann Wilson