Lyrics

VERSE 1
there's a baby down a well
television's selling her soul to me
a preacher on the phone
reporters back at home, "wait and pray and see"
there's a crowd of people up and down the block
nurses and plumbers working round the clock
when the baby's okay, somebody says, Thank God,
His angels heard our plea

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but i dont believe in angels
but i dont believe in angels
but i dont believe in angels

they look just like you and me

VERSE 2
mr swami at the store,
giving credit to the poor and he dont harry them
a junkie on the street
needs a place to sleep
marie'll find it for him
you dont gotta be good but you oughta be kind
if you aint got money then give a little time
there's more to Life's walk than walkin the line
at least that's how it seems to me

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INSTRUMENTAL/CHORUS/CODA