When the angels take the angel voive away

ome lower their eyes, some of us shout cheats

or cheating on the deal, pulling off the sting,

uning up the harps, dishing out the wings



If they can dance on, on the head of a pin

Don't that tell you something about their skin

Hard faced little bastards



When the angels take the angel voice away

Jealously they see the sometimes man you'd be

Must get so blase, knowing you'll never die,

Lounging on a cloud ; polishing the sky

The memories are blue, but borrowed for the day

They sit around ignored, till someone goes away



If they can dance on, on the head of a pin

Don't that tell you something about their skin

Hard faced little bastards



When the angels take the angel voice away

Jealously they see the sometimes man you'd be



INSTRUMENTAL



The memories are blue, but borrowed for the day

They sit around ignored, till someone goes away

For cheating on the deal, pulling off the sting,

Tuning up the harps, dishing out the wings



If they can dance... bastards

When the angels take the angel voice away

Jealously they see the sometimes man you'd be