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THE A TEAM

Capo II
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  White lips, pale face,
Breathing in snowflak  es,
Burnt lungs  , sour taste.
  Light's gone, day's end,
Struggling to pay re  nt,
Long night  s, strange me  n.
 
 
  And they say she's in the Class   A Team,
Stuck in her day  dream,
Been this way since   18, but lately her   face seems
Slowly sinking, wa  sting,
Crumbling like p  astries,
 
And they scream,
  The worst things in life come free to us,
  Cos we're just under the   upperhand,
  And go mad for a couple of grams,
  And she don't want to   go outsid  e tonight,
And in   a pipe she flies to the   Motherland,
Or s  ells love to another man,
  It's too c  old outside,
  For angels to   fly,
  Angels to   fly,
 
 
  Ripped gloves, raincoat,
Tried to swim and stay aflo  at,
Dry house  , wet cloth  es.
 
Loose change, bank notes,
Weary-eyed, dry thro  at,
Call gir  l, no phon  e.
 
 
  And they say she's in the Class   A Team,
Stuck in her day  dream,
Been this way since   18, but lately her   face seems
Slowly sinking, wa  sting,
Crumbling like p  astries,
 
And they scream,
  The worst things in life come free to us,
  Cos we're just under the   upperhand,
  And go mad for a couple of grams,
  And she don't want to   go outsid  e tonight,
And in   a pipe she flies to the   Motherland,
Or s  ells love to another man,
  It's too c  old outside,
  For angels to   fly,
  Angels to   fly,
  An angel will   die.
 
 
  Covered in w  hite,
  Closed eye,
And h  oping for a   better life,
  This time, we'll fade out   tonight,
  Straight down the l  ine.
 
 
  And they say she's in the Class   A Team,
Stuck in her day  dream,
Been this way since   18, but lately her   face seems
Slowly sinking, wa  sting,
Crumbling like p  astries,
 
And they scream,
  The worst things in life come free to us,
  Cos we're just under the   upperhand,
  And go mad for a couple of grams,
  And she don't want to   go outsid  e tonight,
And in   a pipe she flies to the   Motherland,
Or s  ells love to another man,
  It's too c  old outside,
  For angels to   fly,
  Angels to   fly,
  To fly, f  ly,
  Angels t  o fly, t  o fly, t  o fly,
  Angels to   die.

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