Back-Door Angels lyrics
Song information
Artist: Jethro Tull Album: War Child
Lyrics
In and out of the front door, ran twelve back-door angels Their hair was a golden-brown --- They didn't see me wink my eye 'Tis said they put we men to sleep with just a whisper And touch the heads of dying dogs --- and make them linger They carry their candles high --- and they light the dark hours And sweep all the country clean with pressed and scented wild-flowers They grow all their roses red, and paint our skies blue --- Drop one penny in every second bowl --- Make half the beggars lose Why do the faithful have such a will to believe in something? And call it the name they choose Having chosen nothing Think I'll sit down and invent some fool --- Some grand court jester And next time the die is cast, he'll throw a six or two In and out of the back-door, ran one front-door angel Her hair was a golden-brown --- She smiled and I think she winked her eye
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