Paroles de Angels in Hell

I woke up in the morning Waiting for the night I can't stand my day in That motherfucking site Working till the bones My fingers are just stressed I can't think in nothing To the pub I'll head Did you find your happiness living out in the streets? Did you find your joy and got on your knees? Did your pleasure was a consequence of a spell? Or you some kind of dork or you r an angel in hell! Angels in hell Angels in hell Angels in hell Arriving at the show Some girls were dancing and groaning There were no fucking tables There's nothing like fighting I hit the table and asked For some heavy drink Strippers come to my lap And I just stop thinking Did you find your happiness living in the streets? Did you find your joy and got on your knees? Did your pleasure was a consequence of a spell? Or you some kind of dork or you r an angel in hell! Angels in hell Angels in hell Angels in hell Did you find your happiness living out in the streets? Did you find your joy and got on your knees? Did your pleasure was a consequence of a spell? Or you some kind of dork or you r an angel in hell! Angels in hell Angels in hell Angels in hell