Angels کے بول

If I know my angels I know what they'd say Be still my little butcher boy You'll give us all away Be still, you wretched little freak Give us room to move Give us milk you little pig We'll tell you when we're through I got blow I got blow My love is like a mountain Her love is like a mine Incubating diamonds As we rise and shine (Shine) Rolling over granite There's a smell like cloves and clay And if I know my angels They'll take it all away I can't get it I got blow I got blow Now I salt my bread To keep my spirits high To keep some taste on my tongue And my spirits dry They'll have the fun and leave me I'm like a stone without a wing And if I know my angels I'll fall just like a king (King) I can't give you I got blow