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Strange Angels
- wykonawca: Laurie Anderson
- album: Strange Angels
They say that heaven is like TV A perfect little world that doesn't really need you And everything there is made of light And the days keep going by Here they come Here they come Here they come. Well it was one of those days larger than life When your friends came to dinner and they stayed the night And then they cleaned out the refrigerator - They ate everything in sight And then they stayed up in the living room And they cried all night Strange angels - singing just for me Old stories - they're haunting me This is nothing like I thought it would be. Well I was out in my four door with the top down. And I looked up and there they were: Millions of tiny teardrops just sort of hanging there And I didn't know whether to laugh or cry And I said to myself: What next big sky? Strange angels - singing just for me Their spare change falls on top of me Rain falling Falling all over me All over me Strange angels - singing just for me Old Stories - they're haunting me Big changes are coming Here they come Here they com
e.
- album: Strange Angels
They say that heaven is like TV A perfect little world that doesn't really need you And everything there is made of light And the days keep going by Here they come Here they come Here they come. Well it was one of those days larger than life When your friends came to dinner and they stayed the night And then they cleaned out the refrigerator - They ate everything in sight And then they stayed up in the living room And they cried all night Strange angels - singing just for me Old stories - they're haunting me This is nothing like I thought it would be. Well I was out in my four door with the top down. And I looked up and there they were: Millions of tiny teardrops just sort of hanging there And I didn't know whether to laugh or cry And I said to myself: What next big sky? Strange angels - singing just for me Their spare change falls on top of me Rain falling Falling all over me All over me Strange angels - singing just for me Old Stories - they're haunting me Big changes are coming Here they come Here they com
e.