Song | Where Angels Fear to Tread |
Artist | Spin Doctors |
Album | You've Got to Believe in Something |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The ruthless turbaned bandit | |
Turns his back upon the cradle | |
As angry as you ever can recall | |
And even though it raining | |
Youe yet to join the flowers on the wall | |
Ie waited for a chance | |
To paint your blue town red | |
Slept where monsters dance | |
On the flowers in your hand | |
Fools go rushing in | |
Where angels fear to tread | |
The late night contingent | |
Has a question that it poses | |
And theye smoking all | |
The flowers youe arranged | |
And the blind poet enters | |
Beheading all you roses | |
To make up for the beauty | |
Youe regained | |
Ie waited for a chance..... | |
A heart may break in a twist of fate | |
And be thrown upon the pile | |
My bed still whirls though i see other girls | |
When i stare a thousand miles | |
A heart may break in a certain time and place | |
But a friend still knows | |
If it her kiss on your smile | |
Your yellow dressed athena | |
Assaults your very windows | |
And troubles all the clouds | |
Around your bed | |
And in the nearby land of the lovers | |
The one-eyed man is crazy | |
ause lovers are too blind | |
To hear a word that the fool has said | |
Ie waited for a chance..... |
The ruthless turbaned bandit | |
Turns his back upon the cradle | |
As angry as you ever can recall | |
And even though it raining | |
You e yet to join the flowers on the wall | |
I e waited for a chance | |
To paint your blue town red | |
Slept where monsters dance | |
On the flowers in your hand | |
Fools go rushing in | |
Where angels fear to tread | |
The late night contingent | |
Has a question that it poses | |
And they e smoking all | |
The flowers you e arranged | |
And the blind poet enters | |
Beheading all you roses | |
To make up for the beauty | |
You e regained | |
I e waited for a chance..... | |
A heart may break in a twist of fate | |
And be thrown upon the pile | |
My bed still whirls though i see other girls | |
When i stare a thousand miles | |
A heart may break in a certain time and place | |
But a friend still knows | |
If it her kiss on your smile | |
Your yellow dressed athena | |
Assaults your very windows | |
And troubles all the clouds | |
Around your bed | |
And in the nearby land of the lovers | |
The oneeyed man is crazy | |
ause lovers are too blind | |
To hear a word that the fool has said | |
I e waited for a chance..... |
The ruthless turbaned bandit | |
Turns his back upon the cradle | |
As angry as you ever can recall | |
And even though it raining | |
You e yet to join the flowers on the wall | |
I e waited for a chance | |
To paint your blue town red | |
Slept where monsters dance | |
On the flowers in your hand | |
Fools go rushing in | |
Where angels fear to tread | |
The late night contingent | |
Has a question that it poses | |
And they e smoking all | |
The flowers you e arranged | |
And the blind poet enters | |
Beheading all you roses | |
To make up for the beauty | |
You e regained | |
I e waited for a chance..... | |
A heart may break in a twist of fate | |
And be thrown upon the pile | |
My bed still whirls though i see other girls | |
When i stare a thousand miles | |
A heart may break in a certain time and place | |
But a friend still knows | |
If it her kiss on your smile | |
Your yellow dressed athena | |
Assaults your very windows | |
And troubles all the clouds | |
Around your bed | |
And in the nearby land of the lovers | |
The oneeyed man is crazy | |
ause lovers are too blind | |
To hear a word that the fool has said | |
I e waited for a chance..... |