Mott the Hoople - Sweet Angeline lyrics

rate me

(Ian Hunter)

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