No lies, no angels
No lies, no angels
No lies, no angels
No lies, no angels
No heaven, no heaven
No lies
No lies, no angels, no heaven
No lies, no angels, no heaven
Waiting on a corner of a red light street
Where the dealers and the junkies and the graveyards meet
By the light of a street light moon
If you hang 'round here babe, you're leaving soon
On the run from a country from the law
Well, here's a safe place behind every front door
Wanna wander where the guidebook doesn't go
Watching the windows, part of the sideshow
No lies, no angels, no heaven, whoa
No lies, no angels, no heaven
Where the money men's wallets bleed
Where the fat cat sinners fill their needs
Where the vicar goes for his sin
Where the stick-up artist gets stuck in
Look around here it's no big deal
For an ounce of pleasure or a five-minute feel
Riding side-saddle on a rented machine
Hang on loosely, part of the scene
No lies, no angels, no heaven, whoa
No lies, no angels, no heaven, whoa
No lies, no angels, no heaven, whoa
No lies, no angels, no heaven, whoa
No lies, no angels, no heaven
No lies, no angels, no heaven
No lies, no angels, no heaven
No lies, no angels, no heaven
No lies, no angels, no heaven
No lies, no angels, no heaven
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