Lyrics Drinking with an Angel - The Suburbs

Drinking with an Angel

Here the snow is gray
If I were an excitable guy
This would upset me to no end
Instead I beat on cans
I beat the blues
Where’s my angel?
Where’s my juice?
Where’s my angel?
Where’s my juice?
There’s a tipsy ghost
On the edge of my couch
There’s a tipsy ghost
On the edge of my couch
She’s an angel
She’s an angel!
I’ve got a fever
My couch is shaking
Where’s my angel?
OOOOHHHH!
I’m gonna go on the wagon
I’m gonna ride that wagon to heaven
I’ll just have one more for the road
There’s a tipsy ghost
On the edge of my couch
There’s a tipsy ghost
On the edge of my couch
She’s an angel
I’m gonna a ride that wagon to heaven
I’m gonna find my angel
She’s an angel
She’s an angel
She’s an angel
She’s an angel!