歌曲名 Sweet Angeline 歌手名 Mott The Hoople

作词：Ian Hunter

作曲：Ian Hunter

Oh angeline I love you

your mouth is like a sting

And when I close

my eyes each night

I often hear you sing

Imaginations hidden book

you wrote it on the wing

And when I vowed to comfort you

well you swallowed everything

Angeline oh my angeline

My sweet angeline

you have rendered me unseen

I would cry a million smiles

for my indian city queen

Well your body it is broken

in so many different ways

And when I stoop

to find your head

well it disappeared in haze

Your blood flows like

the finest juice

the kiss of burgundy

And where it comes

from no one knows

but where its going I cant see

Angeline oh my angeline

My sweet angeline yknow

you have rendered me unseen

I would cry a million smiles

for my indian city queen

Angeline oh my angeline

You little angeline

you have rendered me unseen

I would cry a million smiles

for my indian city queen

And your crystal

coloured cardboard bins

attack me from the paint

And I think that

I am getting lost among

the swollen states

Oh rescue me or bury me

for I care not what you do

There is just one thing that

I want to say am I really you

Angeline oh my angeline

My sweet angeline

you have rendered me unseen

I would cry a million smiles

for my indian city queen