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Lyrics for 'Back Door Angels' by 'Jethro Tull'
In And Out Of The Front Door, Ran Twelve Back-door Angels.
Their Hair Was A Golden-brown ---
They Didn't See Me Wink My Eye.
`tis Said They Put We Men To Sleep With Just A Whisper,
And Touch The Heads Of Dying Dogs --- And Make Them Linger.
They Carry Their Candles High --- And They Light The Dark Hours.
And Sweep All The Country Clean With Pressed And Scented Wild-flowers.
They Grow All Their Roses Red, And Paint Our Skies Blue ---
Drop One Penny In Every Second Bowl ---
Make Half The Beggars Lose,
Why Do The Faithful Have Such A Will To Believe In Something?
And Call It The Name They Choose,
Having Chosen Nothing.
Think I'll Sit Down And Invent Some Fool ---
Some Grand Court Jester.
And Next Time The Die Is Cast, He'll Throw A Six Or Two.
In And Out Of The Back-door, Ran One Front-door Angel,
Her Hair Was A Golden-brown ---
She Smiled And I Think She Winked Her Eye.
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