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