Lyrics Angel with a Machine Gun - Samson

Angel with a Machine Gun

Bestial, celestial angel of fury
Keep my engine running when run out of gas
Sucker, fighter, never seen anyone like her
Tell me when i’m going down, i’m coming quick, i’m in your town
Dressed to kill, i guess i want to die
Can’t do it but i want to try, yeah
Verse two:
Good times, she looks fine, blowing the horn
Screaming for my live but all my babies are born (?)
Meeting, eating, squeezing my life
Thought she was a hooker, better wait till the next time
Dressed to kill, i guess i want to die
You knew i wanna…
Angel with a machine gun
Solo
Repeat verse two
Dressed to kill, i guess i want to die
You knew i wanna…
Angel with a machine gun
Solo
Angel with a machine gun
Roll me over, do me blind
Rock 'n' rolling, ease my pain
Angel with a machine gun