Angela - The Verlaines

You sit here all night, drink until your mind’s so tight

Waiting for a better song — you won’t have her company too long

Because the last time I saw you, you were out painting city central red

Last time I saw you, you were out knocking hats off people’s heads

You’re a saint in a world where the only cardinal sin is to be bored

You’ll do what you love, you’ll love what you do, you won’t ask what it’s for

Ohhh the angel dust.

You sit here all night, drink until your mind’s so tight

What am I supposed to do with you?

If you get bored there’s no telling what you might do

Because the last time I saw you, you were out painting city central red

Last time I saw you, you were out knocking hats off people’s heads

Threw your bag across your back: you said you may, may not be back

Ohhh the angel dust

She said I’m a saint…