- Votes:
- Composer:
- Ian Anderson
- Genres:
- 70s
- Rock
- Tags:
- classic rock
- folk rock
- progressive rock
- See also:
Jethro Tull - Back-Door Angels lyrics
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?Jethro Tull - Back-Door Angels - http://motolyrics.com/jethro-tull/back-door-angels-lyrics.html
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.
Jethro Tull Back-Door Angels