complaints 'cause I skip my jay-o, hey o, so come out and play Hit the PCH and meet me down by the peer Inbetween two ladies on top of the ferris wheel Warm weather and blue
time Slowly strolling in the sweet sunshine And I'm running late and I don't need an excuse 'Cause I'm wearing my brand new shoes Woke up late one Thursday
's go It's too late It's too late to apologize It's too late I said it's too late to apologize It's too late, it's too late It's too late to apologize
it kills me all these slow nights paying my dues. But, there ain't nothing wrong Just a late night case of the blues. Somewhere down in my soul An angel
all their numbers who are of us. The Five Pointed Star, with a circle in the Middle, and the circle is Red. My colour is black to the blind, but the blue
Silence screams and quot You're just so beautiful in blue and quot Breathless stares escape your undying eyes Are you blind to my sorrow and sympathy?
I am --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bitch I hate the world today, your so good to me I know but I can't change Tried to tell you, but you look at me like Maybe I'm an angel
Man, I know it's never too late Like hell on high wire I'm caught in a wildfire Lights are blindin' River's windin' Heaven's rain fell on fallen angels
night My soul lost control 500 years of voices carry on the wind Each dawn I watched a sunset melt through an ocean blue Aaaww, through and ocean blue
Flashing lights brought me back But they left my baby there Those blue, blue lights In my blue, blue nights Talk about a dream I'll talk about an angel
I want to seemountains of snow in July Fireworkscrossing across the blue sky
more than twenty years From the Charleston coast to the Jersey piers Sharin' the road with race car nuts and loggers Sunday drivers scouts on hikes Hells Angels
jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And all that Jazz I hear that Father Dip Is gonna blow the blues And all that Jazz Hold
men breaking their necks, she's walking past me Went to impress her, started to speak, voice was raspy, Said she was an angel but sex, she liked it nasty Hit her off late
men, breakin' their necks she's walkin' past me Went to pass at, started to speak, voice was raspy Heard she was an angel, but sex she liked it nasty Hit her off late
street Seems to float through the air Like in a real good dream Dark brown skin This angel blues just under six Feet tall now And never sings the blues
time, the laughing time I took my heart to every party They'd point my way "how are you today? " "will you make us laugh? chase our blues
the next word I do burn The devils back to Hell return Faustus: As a fool summons a devil, so will I summon the Fallen Angel of Light And with his widom