The, The "Angels Of Deception" |
Well it's high noon at the UK corral And it's high time I got myself back on the rails I'm the lonesome cowboy riding across the range With just a hand held radio to keep me sane Riding through the FM stations The tumbleweed The petrol stations Well all on board this yankee station Prepare themselves for battle stations Jesus Wept Jesus Christ I can't see for the tear gas and the dollar signs in my eyes Well, what's a man got left to fight for When he's bought his freedom By the look of this human jungle It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding Most everyone round here thinks they're something special That destiny will be kind While they're digging for gold Diving for pearls And aiming for heaven from this man made world Well, Come on down The devil's in town He's brought you sticks and stones To bust your neighbor's bones He's stuck his missiles in your gardens And his theories down your throat And god knows what your gonna do with him 'Cause I certainly don't Jesus Wept Jesus Christ I can't see for the tear gas and the dollar signs in my eyes Well, what's a man got left to fight for When he's bought his freedom By the look of this human jungle It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding Down by the river I've been washing out my mouth 'Cause deep in the heart of me There's a frightened man breaking out Oh, I was just looking for paradise Anywhere in this world While they're gunning for heaven From this man made hell Well, Ohooo(repeating) God knows the st...??? Come on down Come on down -- downtown The Angel...the Angels of Destruction Angels, Angels of Deception (repeating) Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |