Angry Angel

This is an obsession, a kind of aggression with himself

It's the way he'll always be

He loves to rebel to go against his ten commandments

For him, that's just being free

And he always will, oh get his thrills

The only way he knows how, well it might make you frown

But he just loves, being that dove, roaming where he cares to go

State of mind that no-one knows

Over there stands my angry angel

And he's shaking his head, in disgrace with me

Over there stands my angry angel

And he's frowning like hell,

I'm not feeling guilty

Over and over again, more and more for the pain

To release himself, from this shell

And time after time, you may glare at him for the way he looks

Like something drawn up from hell

But that's just his cover from what is under it

All his imagination, his passion for a creation

Which he has discovered, uncovered a world

Of amazing sensations, yeah, his own little nation

Over there stands my angry angel

And he's shaking his head, in disgrace with me

Over there stands my angry angel

And he's frowning like hell,

I'm not feeling guilty

I don't care,

I don't care,

I don't care,

I don't care

And I don't care and

I don't care and

I don't care

And I don't care and

I don't care and

I don't care

And I don't care

Over there stands my angry angel

And he's shaking his head, in disgrace with me

Over there stands my angry angel

And he's frowning like hell,

I'm not feeling guilty, now

And over there stands my angry angel

And he's shaking his head, in disgrace with me

Over there stands my angry angel

And he's frowning like hell,

I'm not feeling guilty, yeah

Well I'm not feeling guilty, well

I'm not feeling guilty

Well I'm not feeling guilty, 'cause

I don't care

Well I'm not feeling guilty, well

I'm not feeling guilty

Well I'm not feeling guilty, 'cause

I don't care