Nobody else here baby,
No one else here to blame,
No one to point the finger...
It's just you and me and the rain...
Nobody made you do it,
No one put words in your mouth...
Nobody here taking orders
when love took a train heading south...
It's the blind leading the blond,
It's the stuff the stuff of country songs...
HEY IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS,
AND IF GOD WILL SEND A SIGN,
AND IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS,
Would everything be alright ?
God has got his phone off the hook babe,
Would he even pick up if He could ?
It's been a while since we saw
That child hangin' round this neighbourhood...
See His Mother dealing in a doorway,
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl,
Jesus sister's eyes are blister...
THE HIGH STREET never looked so low...
It's the blind leading the blond...
It's the cops collecting for the cons...
So where is the hope and where is the faith...
And the love ?
What's that you say to me,
Does love... Light up your Christmas tree ?
The next minute you're blowing a fuse,
And the cartoon network turns into the news...
HEY IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS,
AND IF GOD WILL SEND A SIGN,
AND IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS...
WHERE DO WE GO...
Jesus never let me down,
You know Jesus used to show me the score...
Then they put Jesus in show business,
Now it's hard to get in the door...
It's the stuff it's the stuff of country songs,
But I guess it was something to go on...
HEy IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS,
I SURE COULD USE THEM HERE RIGHT NOW,
WELL IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS...
WHERE DO WE GO...
(Scat singing)
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