Nobody else here, babyNobody else here to blameNo one to point the fingerIt's just you and me and the rainNobody made you do itNo one put words in my mouthNo one here took your ordersWhen love took a train heading southIt's the bloodLeading the bloodIt's the stuffIt's the stuff that kept you safeIf God will send his angelsAnd if God will send a signAnd if God will send his angelsEverything will be alrightJust finish one off of the bankWould he even pick up if he could?It's been a while since we saw that childHanging round this neighborhoodWe see his mother dealing with the moneyThe way she fathered Christmas with a bag and bowJesus' sister's eyes are a blisterThe high street never looked so lowIt's the blindLeading the bloodIt's the copsCollecting for the copsIf God will send his angelsAnd if God will send a signIf God will send his angelsWould that make it alright?So where do we go?Where do we go?Jesus never let me downYou know Jesus used to show me the scoreThen they put Jesus in show businessNow it's hard to get in the doorAngelsIt's the stuffIt's the stuff the country soundsIt's the stuff the country soundsIt's the stuff the country soundsYes, yesThere's something to go onSo where is the hope?And where is the fame and the love,What's that you said to make this loveLight up your Christmas treeThe next minute you're blowing a fuseand the Cartoon Network turns into willenIf God would send his angels, I sure could use them here right nowWell, if God would send his angels, and I don't have to know howAnd I don't need to know why, and I don't wanna promiseCause I don't wanna lie, just know that I need youSo I don't need to knowSo I don't need to knowSo I don't need to knowSo I don't need to know