Eighteen Angels - Michael Monroe

Coulda been, woulda been, shoulda been dead

Eighteen angels circle 'round your head

Half a mile of trouble, drivin' blind

Sick and seeing double on the double white line

Meet my maker, giver, taker

I’m gonna get my wings

Like a bird of prey

I’m gonna get my wings

But I’m praying please

Just not today

Not today

Wanna go out big baby, feelin' no pain

Like the last days of Sandman and Killer Kane

But you’re still on the nickel, dustin' up a dime

Down another double with a double white line

Meet my maker, she’s no faker

I’m gonna get my wings

Like a bird of prey

I’m gonna get my wings

But I’m begging please

Just not today

Meet my maker, he’s no faker

My maker, giver, taker

I’m gonna get my wings

Like a bird of prey

I’m gonna get my wings

But I’m begging please

I’m gonna get my wings

Like a bird of prey

I’m gonna get my wings

But I’m begging please

Just not today

Not today