歌曲名 Sweet Angeline(Live at the Hammersmith Odeon, London, UK - December 1973)

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

Imagination's 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 it's going I can't see

Angeline oh my Angeline

My Sweet Angeline y'know you have rendered me unseen

I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen

Angeline

Angeline oh my 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