Lyrics Flat of Angles (Live) - The Fall
Dragnet
for
black
man
The
papers
had
her
father
Holding
up
her
picture
His
son-in-law
killed
her
Yes
he
killed
his
wife
She
was
wasting
his
life
His
veins
are
full
of
evil
serum
But
what's
done
is
done
Now
he's
trapped
in
flat
of
angles
Hiding
in
flat
of
angles
Right
down
to
his
And
sometimes
bells
The
ring
from
many
callers
Coupon
and
gas-board
man
Dragnet
for
black
man
Who's
trapped
in
flat
of
angles
Rented
cage
is
flat
of
angles
Right
down
to
his
And
first
he
started
on
the
floorboards
Foot
20
degrees
from
window
Saw
a
moment
to
snatch
a
vacation
Pick
up
two-faced
Very
safe
is
flat
of
angles
Too
in
flat
of
angles
Down
to
his
Here
he
fights
to
type
Story
of
murder
in
his
life
Of
soap
operas
all
day
In
rooms
of
dirty
laundry
But
I'm
in
flat
of
angles
Hiding
in
flat
of
angles
Right
down
to
his
And
the
sun
dragged
him
out
one
day
From
his
laundry
He
saw
mercenary
eyes
The
streets
are
full
of
mercenary
eyes
Well
stretched
in
flat
of
angles
Not
left
in
flat
of
angles
Down
to
his?
?
?
Let
us
go
out
and
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