paroles de chanson Fallen Angel - Mark 'Oh

You were so very soft to touch
You laughed so much
Your heart so big so kind
You were so very meek and mild
The loving child
But now you've blown your mind
The spoon is always up your nose
Where champagne flows
You think you're someone now
A bag of joy is all you need
The dealer's greed
Will be your final bow
My fallen angel
Could you really fly
Fallen angel
Now you're flying high
Fallen angel
Could you really fly
So who'll be there to break your fall
Who will you call
To mend your broken wings
The dirt beneath your fingernails
Tells all the tales
Of what the turkey brings
You're walking on the wild side
Legs open wide
Who's next to pay the bill
Columbia is far away
But not today
The gutter has the pill
My fallen angel
Could you really fly
Fallen angel
Now you're flying high
Fallen angel
Could you really fly