Angels Mr Damage Lyrics

(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Holding council with the king and queen
trying hard to decide the fate of the regime
there's only one thing needed to complete the harmonising, that's a man with a voice like a scraping violin.

Waiting for Mr.damage

Toothless jaws gumming meloncholy stuff a burst of rapid fire spanish from a window up above.
Students out to pose in studied dissaray,
Books of Sartre Marcuse openly displayed.

Waiting for Mr. damage

Mr. damage -- walks through the doors of the sacrifial church
Mr. damage -- meets you in the lobby and then leaves you in the lurch
Mr. damage -- stands at the altar sermon of the search, all the faithful follow.

Resident wino stumbling and lurching
walking cadavers smiling and searching
man with the DT's looking at the feable glossy portraits of long dead celebrated people, Waiting for Mr. damage

Trying hard just to keep a candle lit
a leather flyer leaves the subway anxious to admit
that the marvelled one so recently deposed was seen
three days later in a brand new suit of clothes
a brand new suit of clothes for a very special day
a brand new suit of clothes for a very special day
a very special day, a very special, a very very
very special day...oooowwwww

Mr Damage holds a curse
Mr Damage drives a hearse
Don't you know who did it first...Mr Damage

Holding council with the king and queen
trying hard to decide the fate of the regime
there's only one thing needed to complete the harmonising, that's a man with a voice like a scraping violin.

Waiting for Mr.damage

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