Adam Ant - Angel lyrics

Adam ant/marco pirroni/boz boorer

Well come tell me your story

I'll tell you mine

Sunday morning communion

Standing in a line

Feeling like a cannibal

Eating flesh and drinking blood

Diguised as wine

I know someday we're gonna see

Wings spring out from your shoulders

What kind of being are you?

For there are moments upon moments

Upon moments

When you hardly seem to walk the earth

And I realize I've spent my whole life searching

Searching for an angel

For an angel (you're an angel)

So come tell me your story

I'll tell you all

Looking at rococco statues

And paintings on the wall

Sitting up there high and mighty

Was this eden was this hell?

I had to know