The Angels - Mr. Damage (Live) Lyrics
Holding council with the king and queenTrying hard to decide the fate of their regimeThere's only one needed to complete the harmonizin'And that's a man with a voice like a scraping violinWaiting for Mr. DamageToothless jaws gumming melancholy stuffA burst of rapid fire Spanish from a window up aboveStudents out to pose in studied dissarrayBooks of Sartre, Marcuse openly displayedWaiting for, Mr. DamageMr. Damage, walks through the doors of the sacrificial churchMr. Damage, meets you in the lobby then leaves you in the lurchMr. Damage, stands at the altar, Sermon of the searchAll the faithful followResident winos stumbling and lurchingWalking cadavers smiling and searchingMan in the DT's looking at the feeble glossy portraits of long dead celebrated peopleWaiting for Mr. DamageTrying hard just to keep a candle litA leather flyer leaves the subway anxious to admitThat the marvelled one so recently deposed was seenThree days later in a brand new suit of clothesA brand new suit of clothes for a very special dayA brand new suit of clothes for a very special dayA brand new suit of clothes for a very special dayA very special day, a very special day, a very very very special dayyyyy - OOOOWWWWWWMr Damage holds a curseMr Damage drives a hearseDon't you know who did it first...Mr DamageHolding council with the king and queenTrying hard to decide the fate of their regimeThere's only one needed to complete the harmonizin'And that's a man with a voice like a scraping violinWaiting for Mr. DamageMr. Damage, walks through the doors of the sacrificial churchMr. Damage, meets you in the lobby then leaves you in the lurchMr. Damage, stands at the altar, Sermon of the searchAll the faithful followHolding frozen hands as Mr,Holding frozen hands as Mr,Holding frozen hands as Mr,Damage holds the curse.......
