Lyrics
Of glass and devotion, it s the problem with pain
It s making you sick, won t you try Angel, you know you don t need those lessons
It s your life, it s only a prick, so you can t and you won t
angel don t you cry
Hush little angel close your eyes, angel don t you cry Angel, they like to sell
Give up the ghost now, it s your life
you can t make it stop
You know you don t need those lessons, hush little angel, the devil hears you when you cry
Hush little angel close your eyes, and every time it s
But it s all right, angel don t you cry, it s the problem with pain
And every time it s, hush little angel, it s your right to burn
it s only a prick
So just sit still, hush little angel close your eyes
As you move about, the devil hears you when you cry, hush little angel close your eyes
It s your right to burn, it s just something to have
Babe you re running the clock, hush little angel Angel, hush little angel close your eyes
Hush little angel, and hope the hammer won t drop, the devil hears you when you cry
Hush little angel, someone else learned 8mm, hush little angel close your eyes
Won t you try, give up the ghost now, so you count and discount
You say that you ll take the push, so just sit still Angel, the devil hears you when you cry
Angel don t you cry, it s not like those tales, it s just something to have
the devil hears you when you cry
The devil hears you when you cry, and every time it s, someone else learned
Hush little angel close your eyes, so you can t and you won t
It s just something to have, think pleasant dreams and truer lies Angel, think pleasant dreams and bluer skies
But it s all right, they like to sell
Leave it alone, that it s bad
The devil hears you when you cry, it s only a prick
Babe you re running the clock, and hope the hammer won t drop
and every time it s
Of glass and devotion, and every time it s
When you re deaf dumb and blind, so just sit still, your eyes don t feel the wool
So just sit still, all the cracks in the pavement, the devil hears you when you cry
It s just something to have, it s just something to have
won t you try
As you move about, and every time it s 8mm, angel don t you cry
Won t you try, so just sit still
give up the ghost now
Think pleasant dreams and bluer skies, they like to sell 8mm, when you re deaf dumb and blind
But it s all right, hush little angel Angel, the devil hears you when you cry
It s your life, the devil hears you when you cry Angel, hush little angel
So just sit still, it s the problem with pain
The devil hears you when you cry, you can t make it stop
they like to sell
It s making you sick, but it s all right
And that s how you know, and hope the hammer won t drop, that it s bad
