Angel of the North

[Verse 1]

England isn't getting any less grey

And you want to die 'cause I never laugh anymore

At least not in front of you

The cold, grey walls don't owe us a living

And nobody's paying you to have the coldest heart

On Merseyside

And I'm not gonna die no matter how much you'd like me to

[Chorus]

Throwing my arms around the angel of the north

For always weathering it and getting on

[Verse 2]

Down south, the rocks at Brighton, they sing to me

They can hardly tell that I'm American anymore

I fooled them with my overcoat

And insightful opinions on football

And yesterday's Sunday roast in my stomach

[Chorus]

Throwing my arms around the angel of the north

For always weathering it and getting on

Throwing my arms around the angel of the north

You may see me walk away, but I'll never run

You may see me walk away, but I'll never run

You may see me walk away, but I'll never run