Angels Come To Comfort You Lyrics - Singles - Black Francis

I saw the statue of Herman Brood 

It had a lump way down in it's throat 

That's because it's heart was broke in two 

He played piano really fucking good 

West Berlin to West Hollywood 

Prettier than Brando, he was punker than punk 

Slave to rock 'n' roll and a slave to junk 

Angels come to comfort you, yeah they do 

And here they come 

They'll lead you by the hand 

They'll take you down the hall 

And they will break your fall 

He was no saint but he was Dutch 

So he could paint, yeah, he had the touch 

He felt the angels kiss him on the head 

Whispering the name that rhymes with dead 

Now the Hilton Hotel in Amsterdam 

Good enough for John and Yoko, man 

Now you got the key to 902 

Hey, angels come to comfort you 

Here they come, here they come 

They'll lead you by the hand 

They'll take you down the hall 

And they will break your fall