Black francis - Angels Come To Comfort You lyrics

rate me

I saw the statue of Herman Brood

It had a lump way down in it's throat

That's because it's heart was broke in two

He played piano really fucking good

From West Berlin to West Hollywood

Prettier than Brando, he was punker than punk

Slave to rock 'n' roll, and slave to junk

Angels come to comfort you, yes they do

Here they come, they'll lead you by the hand

They'll take you down the hall

And they will break your fall

He was no saint but he was Dutch

So he could paint, yeah, he had the touch

He felt the angels kiss him on the head

Whispering the name that rhymes with dead

The Hilton Hotel in Amsterdam

Good enough for John and Yoko, man

And now you have the key to 902

Angels come to comfort you