(Part 1: OUTLAW BLUES)
[Verse 1]
Ain't it hard to stumble
And land in some funny lagoon?
Ain't it hard to stumble
And land in some muddy lagoon?
Especially when it's nine below zero
And three o'clock in the afternoon
[Verse 2]
And I wish I was
On some Australian mountain range
Oh, I wish I was
On some Australian mountain range
I got no reason to be there, but I
Imagine it would be some kinda change
[Verse 3]
I got my dark sunglasses
I got for good luck my black tooth
I got my dark sunglasses
I'm carrying my good luck, my black tooth
Don't ask me nothin' about nothin'
I just might tell you the truth
(Part 2: THREE ANGELS)
[Verse 4]
All right, so you got three angels up above the street
Each one of those angels playing a horn
Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out
And those three angels, they’ve been there since Christmas morning
[Verse 5]
The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash
Then a lady in a bright orange dress
One U-Haul trailer, a truck with no wheels
The Tenth Avenue bus going west
[Verse 6]
The dogs and pigeons fly up and they flutter around
A man with a badge just skipping by
Three fellas crawling on their way back to work
Nobody stops to ask why
[Verse 7]
The bakery truck stops that pulls up outside of that fence
Where the angels stand high on their poles
The driver peeks out, trying to find one familiar face
Just one familiar face in this concrete world full of souls
[Verse 8]
The angels play on their horns all day
The whole earth in progression seems to pass by
But does anyone hear the music they play
Does anyone even try?
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