Sweet Angeline

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Mott the Hoople - Pop

Sweet Angeline

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Oh Angeline, I love you, your mouth is like a sting And when I close my eyes each night, well, I often hear you sing Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing When I vowed to comfort you, well, you swallowed everything Angeline, oh my Angeline My sweet Angeline, you have rendered me unseen And I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen Well your body, it is broken in so many different ways And when I stoop to find your head, well it's disappeared in haze Your blood flows like a [?], a kiss of burgundy And where it comes from no one knows, but where it's going, I can't see Angeline, oh my Angeline My sweet Angeline, you know you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen Angeline, oh my Angeline You, little Angeline, you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen And your crystal-coloured cardboard bins attack me from the paint And I think that I am getting lost among the swollen states Oh rescue me or bury me, for I care not what you do There is just one thing that I want to say: am I really you? Angeline, oh my Angeline My Sweet Angeline, you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen

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Writers
  • Ian Hunter