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Lyrics: Nik Kershaw. The Riddle. City Of Angels.


Gone fishing for compliments
on hollywood and vine
i'd come to your party
but i haven't finished mine
talk to the doctor
he turns acid into wine, 'cause

i am an angel
in the city of angels
nothing cuts too deep
yes i am an angel
in the city of angels
and i live the biggest sleep . . . oh oh oh

i'm off to chew the fat
where all the in crowd chew
hang loose at the oscar show
and at the yacht club too
don't mess with me
'cos i've a bigger hose than you. 'cause

i am an angel
in the city of angels
nothing cuts too deep
yes i am an angel
in the city of angels
and i live the biggest sleep
cos i am an angel
nothing here is real
cos i am an angel
in the city of angels
it only matters what you feel

cause
i am an angel
in the city of angels
and everything is cool
cause i am an angel
in the city of angels
it's me i'm trying to fool

'cos i am an angel
in the city of angels
nothings as it seems
'cos i am an angel
in the city of angels
so come and live your dreams

'cos i am an angel
in the city of angels
nothing cuts too deep
'cos i am an angel
in the city of angels
and i live the biggest sleep