Dark angel. Descending from the sky. Come to darken I night. She wiped away the years I cried. Which way does this angel.... . Stride, yea now. I was in a rampage.
She's a maid in heaven. He's a knight on the tiles. A bat out of hell, oh well. It's just a question of style. . It's a time for giving in the two star hotel.
You came to watch the band. To see us play our parts. We hoped you'd lend an ear. You hope we dress like tarts. But back stage we stand naked. . All the make-up cleaned away.