From the album ’ Opera Afterwards’
Long time ago
I tried, to tell the truth
but the words that I spoke
not a word was heard
shield the light from my face
shield the light from my face
The devil is knocking on your door
Which way will you turn for more
angel angel angel
Now you stand so tall
but your money does not count at all
your heading for a fall
nothing I can do at all
your on your knees
your garden is full of weed
I know you have to feed
but not your need
Shield the light from my face
shield the light from my face
The devil is knocking on your door
which way will you turn for more
the devil is knocking on your door
it is time to collect the debt
devil devil devil
Shield the light from my face
shield the light from my face
the devil is knocking on your door
Which way will you turn for more
the devil is knocking on your door
it is time to collect the debt
Angel
Written 1995 Cousin Lee, Published Painting You © 1996
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