Angels Of Deception

Well, it's high noon at the UK corral

And it's high time I got myself back on the rails

I'm the lonesome cowboy ridin' across the range

With just a hand held radio to keep me sane

Ridin' through the FM stations

The tumbleweed, the petrol stations

Will all onboard this Yankee station

Prepare themselves for battle stations

Jesus wept, Jesus Christ

I can't see for the tear gas

And the dollar signs in my eyes

Well, what's a man got left to fight for

When he's bought his freedom?

By the look of this human jungle

It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding

Most everyone 'round here

Thinks they're something special

That destiny will be kind

While they're digging for gold

Diving for pearls

And aiming for heaven

From this man made world

Well, come on down

The Devil's in town

He's brought you sticks and stones

To bust your neighbours bones

He's stuck his missiles in your gardens

And his theories down your throat

And God knows what you're gonna do with him

"Coz I certainly don't

Jesus wept, Jesus Christ

I can't see for the tear gas

And the dollar signs in my eyes

Well, what's a man got left to fight for

When he's bought his freedom?

By the look of this human jungle

It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding

Down by the river

I've been washing out my mouth

Coz deep in the heart of me

There's a frightened man breaking out

Oh, I was just looking for paradise

Anywhere in this world

While they're gunning for heaven

From this man made hell!

God knows because they don't

Come on down, the Devil's in town

The angels of destruction

The angels of destruction

The angels of destruction

..angels of deception