The Angel
Bruce Springsteen
Letra

Álbum: Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J. ( 1973)
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The angel rides with hunch-backed children

Poison oozing from his engine

Wielding love as a lethal weapon

On his way to hubcap heaven

Baseball cards poked in his spokes

His boots in oil he s patiently soaked

The roadside attendant nervously jokes

As the angel s tires strokes his precious pavement

Well the interstate s choked With nomadic hordes

In Volkswagen vans With full running boards dragging great anchors

Followin dead-end signs in..to the sores

The angel rides by humpin his hunk metal


Madison Avenue s claim to fame in a trainer bra with eyes like rain

She rubs against the weather-beaten frame and asks the angel for his name


Off in the distance the marble dome

Reflects across the flatlands with a naked feel off into parts unknown

The woman strokes his polished chrome

And lies beside the angel s bones


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