Angels Songtext
von Joe Henry

Wait, ′cause we got here listening to Billy Jean Freeport, I mean
A little more of that music there, the soul dog
Light your lamp

If I know my angels
I know what they'd say
"Be still, my little butcher boy
You′ll give us all away"
Be still, you wretched little freak
Give us room to move
Give us milk, you little pig
And we'll tell you when we're through

Look out below
Look out below


My love is like a mountain
Her mouth is like mine
Incubating diamonds
As we rise and shine, shine
Rolling over granite
There′s a smell like plums and clay
And if I know my angels
They′ll take it all away
I can't get in

Look out below
Look out below
I can′t get in

Now I salt my bread
To keep my spirits high
To keep some taste on my tongue
And my fillings dry
They'll have their fun and leave me
I′m like a stone without a wave
But if I know my angels
I'll fall just like a king, king
I can′t get in

Look out below