Black
angels laughing in the city streets.
Streetcar screaming pain and quenched the tea.
The moonlight's caught light of the city's crime.
And got no religion left while the fight.
Save our souls for the heavens.
For we lost so good a soul to despair.
Save our souls for the heavens.
Save our souls for the promised land.
Sweet talks play the game and shoot the thrill.
Running through the trash, dressed to kill.
The midnight show's doubles in the funny morning game.
A hundred thousand bleeding hearts put us in our graves.
Save our souls for the heavens.
For we lost so good a soul to despair.
Save our souls for the heavens.
Save our souls for the promised land.
Save our souls for the heavens.
For we lost so good a soul to despair.
Save our souls for the heavens.
Save our souls for the promised land.
Save our souls for the promised land.