Questions About Angels

He had questions about angels
And all them things were black and white to you
You can’t question and angel
When greeds got your tongue
The devil, god and greed become one

And on and on
Show me a sign
The heart is drunk
With whiskey and crime
He took to drinking
As to not lose the mind
And it went on and on and on and on

He sang on Sunday’s
Sacrificed his words to get to you
But sacrifice ain’t no good
Till you give god his due
Oh the money
It just won’t get him through

And on and on
Show me a sign
The heart is drunk
With whiskey and crime
He took to stealing
Tried to take back the time
But it went on and on and on and on

The god in him made him lie
While the devil in us rest beside his tomb
He’s got a funny way of seeing through the night
Now he lives in the darkest room

He’s found his `way home now
And mamma said he’s so far from blue
Cause when the inside becomes the outside
And the outside was all
What you get is a heart with a view

And on and on
Show me a sign
The heart is drunk
With whiskey and crime
You whittle down to nothing
Fore the heart can unwind
And it goes on and on and on and on

on and on and on and on…