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In unbearable traffic Radio and its deafening static I got my dick in my hand Super sanitary garbage manBearing down the interstate Feeling hate for hate's sake The gun felt good in my hand Like an angel in the devil's landThough it might sound strange, angels call my name While it seems insane, I hold them to blameHood ornament in my trusty sight The time has come to put things right I am here to make things clean Man, oh man, what a violent sceneTarget, target, woman, whore This is it, the holy war Steady now, draw back the hammer Blinding flash, nothing's the matterThough it might sound strange, angels call my name While it seems insane, I hold them to blameI should be king Angels do the strangest things Got a good feeling About time I beat my wingsHer foot turns to lead on the pedal Multiple collision, the flesh it settles Glass, gas, a punctured lung An angel's work is never doneAcross town, another job in need of doing My arm's all fucked, in need of some gluing Crank up the box, dig the noise between stations Pin in my arm, for concentrationThough it might sound strange, angels call my name While it seems insane, I hold them to blameI should be king Angels do the strangest things Got a good feeling About time I beat my wingsThis is your angel This is your angel Please respond Please respond