Angels

If I know my angels
I know what they'd say
Be still my little butcher boy
You'll give us all away
Be still, you wretched little freak
Give us room to move
Give us milk you little pig
We'll tell you when we're through

I got blow
I got blow

My love is like a mountain
Her love is like a mine
Incubating diamonds
As we rise and shine
(Shine)
Rolling over granite
There's a smell like cloves and clay
And if I know my angels
They'll take it all away

I can't get it
I got blow
I got blow

Now I salt my bread
To keep my spirits high
To keep some taste on my tongue
And my spirits dry
They'll have the fun and leave me
I'm like a stone without a wing
And if I know my angels
I'll fall just like a king
(King)

I can't give you
I got blow