lady came knocking on my door Knock knock open up, ain?t seen her before "What?s your name?", she said to me, "You look the playful kind..." "I am the angel
Music so sweet so rich and complete Like the voice of an angel It ministers to me Chorus: A love song Beautiful Song A Love Song Sweet Simple Song Guitar
(konishi) Translators: ed valdez, taichi azuma, ted mills Anata wa fukigen sou ni Damatte 'guitar' wo hiiteru Anata wa kami ga nagakute Mukuchi na watashi
in Hell Halloween in Heaven, oh well, oh well Bonham on drums, Entwistle on bass As guest Morticians Bon Scott on Vox, Rhoads just for kicks On guitar
our way. And I believe in a beautiful day. I believe in lovers walking side by side. I believe that someday we'll be satisfied. I believe the angels
angel Blood spilled out from the hole in your heart Over the strings of your guitar The worn down places in the wood That once made you feel so good drunken angel Drunken angel
then my words are the candles Light it up, make a wish and them angels will grant you Impatient once tried but in those angels and bamboo They lit it
my friend and what we're doing's too important for our lives to end quite yet in montreal i got so mad, someone broke into the van stole my guitar and
into highways surrounded and swirled Like a crown come down around a not so perfect world In the corner of the dream was the man with the blue guitar
they said I was a slob much too dumb for school and much too lazy for a job so I rode my bike like lightning and I made cappuccinos that would make the angels
what ever happened to the teenage dream? surprise, surprise the boys are home my gaurdian angel run down my telephone the heats on, mister can't you
I was locked all day, in the summer heat, in a small brown house, in suburban street, with a skateboard and my shit guitar, i'd dream all day that
get back home Cool operator with a rattlesnake kiss Angelic poses that never miss Reverberation shuffle to the bone, yeah Shake the world to the ground Memphis hip swinging to the guitar
She took my money She stole my car Broke my heart And smashed my guitar She slandered my name And laughed in my face And on Saturday night She went and
When I grow up, gonna be a star Gonna sing my songs and play my guitar, I?m ready Gonna change the world, gonna turn the page Gonna say what I feel, let
this amp and a guitar or two I can't die now 'cause I got another show to do Don't give me no preachin' no self servin' And I ain't no angel but nobody
sent to hear his voice on Halloween. Halloween, can feel the Kiss of Death on Halloween. When you feel the Kiss of Death, there's nothing you can do. An angel