Angels Of Deception

Well it's high noon at the U.K. Corral
 And it's 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 and the petrol stations
 Will all on board this Yankee station prepare themselves for battle stations?
 Jesus wept, Jesus Christ
 I can't see through the tear gas and the dollar signs in my eyes
 Well, what's a man got left to fight for when he's bought his freedom?
 By the look of this human jungle
 It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding
 Most everyone 'round here thinks they're something special
 That destiny will be kind
 While they're digging for gold, diving for pearls
 And aiming for Heaven from this man-made world
 Come on down, the devil's in town
 He's brought you sticks and stones to bust your neighbour's bones
 He's stuck his missiles in your gardens
 And his theories down your throat
 And God knows what you're gonna do with him 'cause I certainly don't
 Jesus wept, Jesus Christ
 I can't see through the tear gas and the dollar signs in my eyes
 Well, what's a man got left to fight for when he's bought his freedom?
 By the look of this human jungle
 It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding
 Down by the river, I've been washing out my mouth
 'Cause deep in the heart of me there's a frightened man breaking out
 Oh, I was just looking for paradise anywhere in this world
 While they're gunning for Heaven from this man-made hell
 God knows the state of jungles
 Angels and devils in town
 Angels, angels of deception
 Angels, angels of destruction
 Angels, the angels of deception
 Angels of destruction, angels of deception
 Angels of destruction, angels, angels of deception