Sweet Angeline Lyrics - Mott The Hoople

Angeline, I love you, your mouth is like a sting 

And when I close my eyes each night, well I often hear you sing 

Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing 

And when I vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything 

Angeline, oh my Angeline 

My sweet Angeline, you have rendered me unseen 

And I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen 

Well your body, it is broken in so many different ways 

And when I stoop to find your head, well it disappeared in haze 

And your blood flows like the finest juice, the kiss of burgundy 

And where it comes from no one knows but where it's going I can't see 

Angeline, oh, Angeline 

My sweet Angeline y' know you have rendered me unseen 

And I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen 

Oh, Angeline, Angeline 

Oh [Incomprehensible] Angeline y' know you have rendered me unseen 

And I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen 

And your crystal colored cardboard bins attack me from the paint 

And I think that I am getting lost among the swollen states 

Oh, rescue me or bury me, for I care not what you do 

There is just one thing that I want to say am I really you 

Oh, Angeline, oh my Angeline 

My sweet Angeline you have rendered me unseen 

You know I would cry a million smiles for my Indian city queen 

Oh yes, oh [Incomprehensible], oh yeah, [Incomprehensible]