Angel

Needle in my hand
 Got a forearm rubber band
 Got a golden liquid in a tube
 I'm gonna do a vessel jam
 Got lots of money
 Got lots and lots and lots of time
 I think, I think I might be
 I think, I think I am
 I think, I think I might be
 I think, I think I am
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 It's like liquid sunshine, fire and rain Marmalade skies, far away eyes
 Glazed in a haze of cocaine
 Angel's on the corner, he's got ten vials in his hands He sells each one for ten dollars,
 like some medicine man Seems to know a lot for a kid just sixteen years old He's a four year veteran of the penal code
 He's got trademark shoes, three tattoos
 A brass chord necklace and a smoke-stack too He's got...
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 There's a black wind spinning the cities weathervanes And the eye of the storm is a crystal of cocaine
 Can't you hear the wind?
 Can't you see the driving rain
 Take a break from the storm in the eye of the hurricane...
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 Eyes in the mirror, not too sure if they're my own
 Black-white eyes in the mirror on a face of cold stone
 Black-white eyes, riddles and lies
 They tell me, tell me, tell me you've got nothing to hide but...