Текст песни The The - Angels Of Deception
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********************Well its high noon at the U.K. corral,& its high time I got myself back on the rails,I`m the lonesome cowboy, ridin across the range,with just a hand held radio--to keep me sane,ridin through the f.m. stations, the tumbleweed, & the petrol stations,Will all on board this yankee stationPrepare themselves for battle stations--CHORUSJesus Wept. Jesus CHRIST.I can`t see for the tear gas, & the dollar signs in my eyes.Well, whats a man got left to fight for when he`s bought his freedomby the look of this human jungle It aint just the poor who`ll be bleeding!Most everyone round here thinks they`re something specialthat destiny will be kind--While they`re digging for gold, diving for pearls,& aiming for heaven from this man made world.Come on down--the devil`s in townHe`s brought you sticks and stones to bust your neighbors bones,he`s stuck his missiles in your gardens,& his theories down your throat--& god knows what your gonna do with him Cos I certainly don`tCHORUSDown by the river, I`ve been washing out my mouth,cos deep in the heart of me there`s a frightened man breaking out.Oh I was just looking for paradise anywhere in this worldWhile they`re gunning for heaven-- from this man made hell!!!Angels of Destruction.Angels of Destruction!!!!