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    angelina Bob DYLAN [rare]

    Rod Stewart's place

    par Rod Stewart's place

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    Well, it's always been my nature
    To take chances
    My right hand drawing back
    While my left hand advances

    Where the current is strong
    And the monkey dances
    To the tune
    Of a concertina

    Blood dryin' in my yellow hair
    As I go from shore to shore
    I know what it is
    That has drawn me to your door

    But whatever could it be
    Makes you think
    You've seen me before

    Oh, Angelina
    Oh, Angelina

    His eyes were two slits
    Makin' a snake proud
    With a face that any painter would paint
    As he walked through the crowd

    Worshiping a God
    With the body of a woman
    Well endowed
    And the head of a hyena

    Do I need your permission
    To turn the other cheek?
    If you can read my mind
    Why must I speak?

    No, I have heard nothing
    About the man
    That you seek

    Oh, Angelina
    Oh, Angelina

    In the valley of the giants
    Where the stars and stripes explode
    The peaches they were sweet
    And the milk and honey flowed

    I was only following instructions
    When the judge
    Sent me down the road
    With your subpoena

    When you cease to exist
    Then who will you blame?
    I've tried my best to love you
    But I cannot play this game

    Your best friend
    And my worst enemy
    Is one and the same

    Oh, Angelina
    Oh, Angelina

    There's a black Mercedes
    Rollin' through the combat zone
    Your servants are half dead
    You're down to the bone

    Tell me, tall man
    Where would you like
    To be overthrown
    In Jerusalem or Argentina?

    She was stolen from her mother
    When she was three days old
    Now her vengeance has been satisfied
    And her possessions have been sold

    He's surrounded by God's angels
    And she's wearin' a blindfold
    But so are you

    Oh, Angelina
    Oh, Angelina

    I see pieces of men marching
    Trying to take Heaven by force
    I can see the unknown rider
    I can see the pale white horse

    In God's truth name
    Tell me what you want
    And you'll have it of course
    Just step into the arena

    Beat a path of retreat
    Up them spiral staircases
    Pass the tree of smoke
    Pass the angel with four faces

    Begging God for mercy
    And weepin'
    In unholy places

    Oh, Angelina
    Oh, Angelina
    Oh, Angelina

    Oh, oh, Angelina
    Oh, oh, Angelina