Text písně Squirrel Nut Zippers: Flight of the Passing Fancy

Flight of the Passing Fancy


Your momma never told you
How you were 'sposed to treat a girl
Your poppa never told you and
Now you're all alone out in the world
Sirens are screaming
Inside the winding sheets are pale
Devils are dreaming
Dreaming of the blue angel

Now I lay me down to sleep
But troubled dreams are all I find
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
Pray so I won't lose my mind

Streetlights come streaming
On wings tonight, I'll soon set sail
Devils are dreaming
Dreaming of a blue angel

Your momma's going to take it hard
You always were your momma's boy
Your laying in the graveyard
Now you're not your momma's joy

Silence is screaming
I'll bat an eye and cast my spell
Devils are dreaming
Dreaming of a blue angel

Devils are dreaming
Dreaming of a blue angel (3x's)







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