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4.07.2006

If God will send his angels

Nobody else here baby, no one here to blame, no one to point the finger, it's just you and me and the rain .

Nobody made you do it, no one put words in your mouth, nobody here taking orders, when love took a train headin south.

It's the blind leading the blond, it's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs.

Hey if God will send his angels, and if God will send a sing, and if God will send his angels, would everything be alright.

God has got his phone off the hook, babe, would he even pick up if he could, it's been a while since we saw that child, haging 'round this neighbourhood, you see his mother dealing in a doorway, see father christmas with a begging bowl, Jesus sister's eyer are a blister, the high street never looked so low.

It's the blind leading the blond, it's the cops collecting for the cons, so where is the hope and where is the faith, and the love... what's that you say to me, does love... light up your christma tree, the next minute you're blowing a fuse, and the cartoon netwoek turns into the news.

If God will send his angels, and if God will send a sing, and if God will send his angels, where do we go, where do we go.

Jesus never let me down, you know Jesus used to show me the score, then they put Jesus in show business, now it's hard to get in the door.

If God will send his angels, i sure could use them here right now, well if God would send his angels, where do we go.

I dont's want to lie (where do we go), i don't want to have a feel for the song, and i want to love, and i... (where do we go), and i want to feel alone.


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