Paroles de Flight of the Passing Fancy

Your momma never told you How you were 'sposed to treat a girl. Your poppa never told you and Now you're all alone out in the world. Sirens are screaming Inside the winding sheets are pale. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of the blue angel. Now I lay me down to sleep But troubled dreams are all I find. Pray the Lord my soul to keep Pray so I won't lose my mind. Streetlights come streaming On wings tonight, I'll soon set sail. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. Your momma's going to take it hard You always were your momma's boy. Your laying in the graveyard Now you're not your momma's joy. Silence is screaming I'll bat an eye and cast my spell. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. (3x's)