Lyrics to Angela
Angela: an unfinished symphony
Angela: she is mobile poetry & she's nearly 23,
Making 4,50 an hour
complementary shower.
They call her Angela.
Angela.
Angela - Boom! You blew my mind.
Angela, I feel the sap rising tonight.
A dry stick at the end of a branch &
you can't glue it back.
Snapped off by Angela.
Angela Video:
Angela: she is mobile poetry & she's nearly 23,
Making 4,50 an hour
complementary shower.
They call her Angela.
Angela.
Angela - Boom! You blew my mind.
Angela, I feel the sap rising tonight.
A dry stick at the end of a branch &
you can't glue it back.
Snapped off by Angela.
Songwriters: CRAFT, MARTIN JAMES F. / ORTON, ROSS / COCKER, JARVIS BRANSON / MACKEY, STEPHEN PATRICK / MCCALL, TIMOTHY / STAFFORD, SIMON EDWARD
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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