New Orleans" Lyrics - Better Than Ezra

got an angel on the stairs 

as if you'd even care 

when the lights are up 

and the sun had nearly gone down 

did you see him on the street 

did you pass him at your feet 

did you think at all 

how dare they even look me in the eye 

and he loves the girls 

and he loves the boys 

gonna make 20 dollars before the weekend's over 

She set him 

then let him fall 

turn him over in your hands 

God save the king of New Orleans 

Got a ticket to a show 

Gonna see him take a blow 

when the drunkards said Cat Stevens was the greatest singer 

did you kick him in the head 

did you see the blood run down 

did you laugh at all when the people walk right by 

and said out loud 

Ghetto punks are all the same 

gonna make 20 dollars before the weekends over 

she set him 

then let him fall 

turn him over in your hands 

God save the king of New Orleans 

set him 

then let him fall 

turn him over in your hands 

God save the king of New Orleans 

Radio in my head 

Radio in my car 

going down again 

he's going down again 

Anywhere you look 

anywhere you talk it over 

it's easier to let it slip out of your mind 

but it rips your heart out 

then it kicks your head in 

you give him one more chance 

try to see the beauty in his world 

on the way to know my hands, 

to know my feet and shoulders 

gonna make 20 dollars before the weekend's over 

she set him 

then let him fall 

turn him over in your hands 

God save the king of New Orleans 

set him 

then let him fall 

turn him over in your hands 

God save the king of New Orleans 

(God save the) 

(God Save the) 

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