Lyrics Meat Puppets

Meat Puppets

God's Holy Angels

It must be one of God's holy angels!

Clouds and boulders that seem so real

They just swept all the sands away I feel

Cold blue sunshine and poison breath

Turned a corner and now become unreal

And the fragrant wind caught a restless flight

A chorus of angels

Man-made monsters that feed on blood

All these creatures should be unplugged, I feel

Poisoned footsteps and silence fall

These alliances should be dissolved, I feel

And the fragrant wind caught a restless flight

A chorus of angels

Deep in the heart of the forest

The land makes eyes to see

It must be one of God's holy angels!

Everybody seems so upset

All this water might get me wet, I feel

Manic monkeys that feed on blood

And all these pancakes are piled up to my ears

And the fragrant wind caught a restless flight

A chorus of angels

All the little angels...

(small inaudible voice)

They're amongst you

Sweet shinin' light

It must be one of God's holy angels!

There's no such thing as angels.

No, I swear, it's an angel, goddamn it!

The goddamn ghost of God...

It's the goddamn ghost of God, goddamn it!

Put some more bagpipe on this motherfucker!

(small inaudible voice)