Drunken Angel on a bicycle
Rides the clouds
He's Well, he always smiles
On the road to paradice
People beneath the clouds
Slaughter, rape and rob
Angel does never cry
Because it is his job
Angel's too drunk
Angel is tired today
Hey! What a fuck ?
Angel on a bicycle say
Dont care about people
Let them understand
Fly over them, white eagle,
And near the end
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