Angels Of Deception — текст песни (The The)

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Well its high noon at the U.K. corral,
& its high time I got myself back on the rails,
I`m the lonesome cowboy, ridin across the range,
with just a hand held radio--to keep me sane,
ridin through the f.m. stations, the tumbleweed,
& the petrol stations,
Will all on board this yankee station
Prepare themselves for battle stations--
CHORUS
Jesus Wept. Jesus CHRIST.
I can`t see for the tear gas, & the dollar signs in my eyes.
Well, whats a man got left to fight for
when he`s bought his freedom
by the look of this human jungle
It aint 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,
& aiming for heaven from this man made world.
Come on down--the devil`s in town
He`s brought you sticks and stones
to bust your neighbors bones,
he`s stuck his missiles in your gardens,
& his theories down your throat--
& god knows what your gonna do with him
Cos I certainly don`t
CHORUS
Down by the river, I`ve been washing out my mouth,
cos 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!!!
Angels of Destruction.
Angels of Destruction!!!!