The The - Angels Of Deception
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& Its High Time I Got Myself Back On The Rails,
Well Its High Noon At The U.k. Corral,
I'm The Lonesome Cowboy, Ridin Across The Range,
With Just A Hand Held Radio--to Keep Me Sane,
& The Petrol Stations,
Ridin Through The F.m. Stations, The Tumbleweed,
Prepare Themselves For Battle Stations--
Will All On Board This Yankee Station
Chorus
Jesus Wept.jesus Christ.
Well, Whats A Man Got Left To Fight For
I Can't See For The Tear Gas, & The Dollar Signs In My Eyes.
When He's Bought His Freedom
By The Look Of This Human Jungle
Most Everyone Round Here Thinks They're Something Special
It Aint Just The Poor Who'll Be Bleeding!
While They're Digging For Gold, Diving For Pearls,
& Aiming For Heaven From This Man Made World.
That Destiny Will Be Kind--
To Bust Your Neighbors Bones,
Come On Down--the Devil's In Town
He's Brought You Sticks And Stones
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
Down By The River, I've Been Washing Out My Mouth,
Chorus
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--
Angels Of Destruction.
Angels Of Destruction!!!! From This Man Made Hell!!!
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