Angels Of Deception Lyrics - The The

Well it's high noon at the U.K. Corral 

And it's high time I got myself back on the rails 

I'm the lonesome cowboy, ridin' across the range 

With just a hand held radio to keep me sane 

Ridin' through the F.M.stations 

The tumbleweed and the petrol stations 

Will all on board this Yankee station 

Prepare themselves for battle stations? 

Jesus wept, Jesus Christ 

I can't see the tear gas and the dollar signs in my eyes 

Well, what's a man got left to fight for 

When he's bought his freedom 

By the look of this human jungle 

It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding 

Most everyone round here thinks they're something special 

That destiny will be kind 

While they're digging for gold, diving for pearls 

And aiming for Heaven from this man made world 

Come on down, the devil's in town 

He's brought you sticks and stones 

To bust your neighbors bones 

He's stuck his missiles in your gardens 

And his theories down your throat 

And God knows what your gonna do with him 'cause I certainly don't 

Jesus wept, Jesus Christ 

I can't see the tear gas and the dollar signs in my eyes 

Well, what's a man got left to fight for 

When he's bought his freedom 

By the look of this human jungle 

It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding 

Down by the river, I've been washing out my mouth 

'Cause deep in the heart of me 

There's a frightened man breaking out 

Oh, I was just looking for paradise 

Anywhere in this world 

While they're gunning for Heaven from this man made hell 

God knows the state of jungles 

Angels and devils in town 

Angels, angels of deception 

Angels, angels of destruction 

Angels, the angels of deception 

Angels of destruction, angels of deception 

Angels of destruction, angels, angels of deception