When the angels take the angel voive away ome lower their eyes, some of us shout cheats or cheating on the deal, pulling off the sting, uning up the harps, dishing out the wings If they can dance on, on the head of a pin Don't that tell you something about their skin Hard faced little bastards When the angels take the angel voice away Jealously they see the sometimes man you'd be Must get so blase, knowing you'll never die, Lounging on a cloud ; polishing the sky The memories are blue, but borrowed for the day They sit around ignored, till someone goes away If they can dance on, on the head of a pin Don't that tell you something about their skin Hard faced little bastards When the angels take the angel voice away Jealously they see the sometimes man you'd be INSTRUMENTAL The memories are blue, but borrowed for the day They sit around ignored, till someone goes away For cheating on the deal, pulling off the sting, Tuning up the harps, dishing out the wings If they can dance... bastards When the angels take the angel voice away Jealously they see the sometimes man you'd be