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!