When the Angels - Prefab Sprout

When the angels take the angel voice away

Some lower their eyes, some of us shout cheats

Or cheating on the deal, pulling off the sting

Tuning up the harps, dishing out the wings

If they can dance on, on the head of a pin

Don’t that tell you something about their skin

Hard faced little bastards

When the angels take the angel voice away

Jealously they see the sometimes man you’d be

Must get so blasé, knowing you’ll never die

Lounging on a cloud;

polishing the sky

The memories are blue, but borrowed for the day

They sit around ignored, till someone goes away

If they can dance on, on the head of a pin

Don’t that tell you something about their skin

Hard faced little bastards

When the angels take the angel voice away

Jealously they see the sometimes man you’d be

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The memories are blue, but borrowed for the day

They sit around ignored, till someone goes away

For cheating on the deal, pulling off the sting

Tuning up the harps, dishing out the wings

If they can dance… bastards

When the angels take the angel voice away

Jealously they see the sometimes man you’d be