Sham 69 - Fly Dark Angel lyrics

rate me

I'm a gypsy

I'm a stroller

I'm a sailor lost at sea

I've walked on a tightrope

I've fallen but survived

Trying always to be so kind

But losing out to peace of mind

I was left at the circus

When the big top was pulled down

Always trying to show the two faces of a clown

Humble pie crumbles in my mouth

Why my prides left on the shelf

God how we feel

With the wind in short supply

Birds can sing the morning hymn

Days of grey, nights of black

Wishing wells and bells of hell

Fly dark angel fly

Fly away

So you want to be a hero

Then over the top you go

A bullet frightened soldier

A deserted warrior

Everythings an opposite

Your joker is your one card trick

God how we feel

With the wind in short supply

Birds can sing the morning hymn

Days of grey, nights of black

Wishing wells and bells of hell

Fly dark angel fly

Fly away

Birds can sing the morning hymn

Days of grey, nights of black

Wishing wells and bells of hell

Fly dark angel fly

Fly away