Atmosphere Angelface Lyrics

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CD 1
  • 1 The Arrival
  • 2 Panic Attack
  • 3 Watch Out
  • 4 Musical Chairs
  • 5 Say Hey There
  • 6 Hockey Hair
  • 7 Bam
  • 8 Pour Me Another
  • 9 Smart Went Crazy
  • 10 Angelface
  • 11 That Night
  • 12 Get Fly
  • 13 Little Man
  • I love this fucking country (who feels me?)
    And she loved me more than I could imagine
    So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic

    Ran away from the backyard to drift some more
    Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store
    With a woman who don't even drink alcohol
    Big letters "IRONY" tagged on the wall
    She was named for another flat land
    We had a strong back then
    In common, we had a bond
    That would never see the break of dawn
    To damn afraid of the queen trying to take the pawn (threw that away)
    Yes, yes headed out west and got undressed
    With the nurture she gave me
    Made me trip and get obsessed
    There was a lady in Los Angeles
    That handled this the way the manual suggest
    She turned me on to music that I never heard before
    She told me stories from a cup I haven't leaned to pour
    And I don't know who hurt it more
    Professional journals or perpetual burn holes
    Scarring up the dirty floor (peace)

    Found a hollow hole in the Colorado snow
    It's like I follow anywhere el Diablo go
    Took a stroll with the feline
    And sat silent while the snow flakes fell into the design
    Can't let her dance up on top on the top floor
    Been there done that
    What do you think it's locked for?
    I've lost more to my traveling soul
    Then I care to talk about so I'll be out, I'll be on the road
    (Down, down) Down in Gainesville
    No stranger to shame. Coltrain and pain pills
    Sometimes the ceiling's to easy to stare at
    But it keeps me from a forest full of snare traps and bear traps
    And it can't come clean without the sun beams
    And it ain't complete without the drum beats
    I can tell she don't want me "as is"
    Time to climb back into the van and make the back stiff
    And I had to add one more story to the infinite
    Already interwoven through a New York cigarette
    Ex lover and a best friend
    Best lover and an ex friend'll bend for alcoholic sentimentalism
    And the rhythm of religion on the p.a. make the people here say,
    "God bless the deejay"
    She stays to wait for a replay
    While I wonder if I'll be able to hear it from the freeway?

    Chicago, inside of an empty bottle
    There's a thin line between gossip and gospel
    And there's a house over there near Wicker Park
    Where I found out smart was afraid of the dark
    Had to break a heart just to help me heal up
    Tie a knot in the stomach just to help me seal up
    Make sure the demons stay beneathe the core
    Pray for you and yours and whoever you believe in more
    Look around you there's angels amongst us
    (Look around you there's angels amongst us)
    Sittin' in the rain at some sidewalk cafe
    Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray
    She's tryin' to find a lost soul to save
    And I'm a lost soul trying to find a road that's paved
    Keep faith in my suitcase, pack my beliefs
    Angels exist, I've even seen some sleep
    I love this fucking country (who feels me?)
    And she loved me more than I could imagine
    So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic

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