Sweet Angeline

Oh Angeline, I love you, your mouth is like a sting
 and when I close my eyes each night, I often hear you sing
 Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing
 And when I vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything
 Angeline, oh my Angeline
 My Sweet Angeline - you have rendered me unseen
 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 disappeared in haze.
 your blood flows like the finest juice - the 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 - (y'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