Dancing At The Foot Of Angels Lyrics - Singles - Ugly Americans

I awoke inside a strangers glance 

Nervous and suspecting the worst 

Where had I been for so long? 

Inside a wolfs grin 

I felt colored 

Packed tight and slightly refreshed 

I unbuttoned my memory 

And took a look inside myself 

Does it make you feel much better? 

Does it make you feel alright? 

Does it make you feel good inside? 

Im dancing at the foot of angels 

I took a look inside my skull cap 

It was all there, the tissue 

The sinew, the arm chair 

The tingly aroma of urine 

A fruit basket filled to the brim 

With decaffeinated hangover cider 

There were the cattle pranks 

The friction burns and the lies 

Does it make you feel much better? 

Does it make you feel alright? 

Does it make you feel good inside? 

Im dancing at the foot of angels 

I found the keys I had forgotten 

I'd misplaced the ones to all the answers 

To the questions that you'd ever asked 

And that you'd never asked 

Oh, and the jelly, that was the best part 

Thick and hot and greasy 

I used to cover the walls of my antennae 

So I could hear you calling 

The reception's always better that way