Beautiful South - Angels And Devils Lyrics
Planning permission tied to postWe read when we're waiting for busIs always double-checked 'cause we so often suspectThey plan to build something on usWhat they'll build, neither here nor thereIt's what they'll bury that countsAnd how far down they'll push us this timeAnd how far back up we'll bounceAngels are born with wings not springsDevils always born with hornsAnd beautiful bird only bothers to singIf beautiful day ever dawnsAngels and devils ain't so easy to spotAs movies like to portrayA devil appears with a cunning veneerYou often only notice too lateIf he says he's got wings keep and eye out for springsMake sure your angel is realAnd of all of these things it's the song that he singsAnd how the song makes you feelAngels are born with souls not goalsDevils always search for the highSo beautiful birds sing from telegraph polesAnd devil's song fills the whole skyYes, birdsong belongsIn the highest of places not where devil performsBeautiful bird and songShouldn't bother to sing if audience mutters and yawnsMutters and yawns…………
