If God Will Send His Angels
Nobody else here babyNo-one else here to blameNo-one to point the fingerIt's just you and me and the rain.
Nobody made you do itNo one put words in your mouth.Nobody here taking ordersWhen love took a train heading south.It's the blind leading the blondIt's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs.
Hey, if God will send his angelsAnd if God will send a signAnd if God will send his angelsWould everything be alright?
God's got his phone off the hook, babeWould he even pick up if he could?It's been a while since we saw that childHangin' round this neighbourhood.
See his mother dealing in a doorwaySee Father Christmas with a begging bowl.And Jesus' sister's eyes are a blisterThe High Street never looked so low.
It's the blind leading the blondIt's the cops collecting for the cons.So where is the hope andWhere is the faith and the love?What's that you say to meDoes love light up your Christmas tree?The next minute you're blowing a fuseAnd the cartoon network turns into the news.
If God will send his angelsAnd if God will send a signWell if God will send his angelsWhere do we go?Where do we go?
Jesus never let me downYou know Jesus used to show me the score.Then they put Jesus in show businessNow it's hard to get in the door.
It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songsBut I guess it was something to go on.Hey, if God will send his angelsI sure could use them here right nowWell, if God will send his angels...
Where do we go?Where do we go?