Lyrics Angels - American Bang

Angels

She grew up with The Rolling Stones
Playing through her stereo phones
She lies in the bed
Wishing she was there at the show
Her daddy come home screaming again
Her mama fights back but she can’t win
Daddy’s little girl
The daughter of a street fighting man
She sings, «Angels are coming to save me
Angels are coming to see me through
So take me away on your jet plane
Take me around the world
'Cause ain’t that what angels do?»
Ten years down the road
She got a job that she can’t hold
She married to a man
He ain’t worth a damn and she knows
She cries as she packs her bag
Finds an old record to scratch
She rolls though the den
Puts it on and spins through the past
She sings, «Angels are coming to save me
Angels are coming to see me through
So take me away on your jet plane
Take me around the world
'Cause ain’t that what angels do?»
Alright, yeah
Alright, yeah
Alright
Angels are coming to save me
Angels are coming to see me through
So take me away on your jet plane
Take me around the world
'Cause ain’t that what angels do, baby?
She grew up with the Rolling Stones
Playing through her stereo phone
She lies in the bed
Wishing she was there at the show