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Well, it's always been my nature to take chances

My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances

Where the current is strong and the monkey dances

To the tune of a concertina



Blood dryin' in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore

I know what it is that has drawn me to your door

But whatever it could be, makes you think you've seen me before

Angelina



Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina



His eyes were two slits that would make a snake proud

With a face that any painter would paint as he walked through the crowd

Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well endowed

And the head of a hyena



Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?

If you can read my mind, why must I speak?

No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek

Angelina



Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina



In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode

The peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed

I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road

With your subpoena



When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?

I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game

Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same

Angelina



Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina



There's a black Mercedes rollin' through the combat zone

Your servants are half dead; you're down to the bone

Tell me, tall man, where would you like to be overthrown

Maybe down in Jerusalem or Argentina?



She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old

Now her vengeance has been satisfied and her possessions have been sold

He's surrounded by God's angels and she's wearin' a blindfold

And so are you, Angelina



Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina



I see pieces of men marching; trying to take heaven by force

I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse

In God's truth tell me what you want, and you'll have it of course

Just step into the arena



Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases

Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces

Begging God for mercy and weepin' in unholy places

Angelina



Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina