Of war and peace the truth just twists, its curfew gull it glides Upon four legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides With his candle lit into the sun
ogn'or la mente In sua balia Sappiate che di voi oramai Del vostro viso Gia mi prese malattia A volte il cuore A volte il cuore Di voi madonna angelica
A gangster in a hotub in the midst of drama The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna Some holla for Madonna, man Some holla for they
an earthly goddess That I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul
of woe Carnival queen Your hair is on fire Your arrows pierce my bones Angel, madonna Your eyes are on fire Breathing quiet prayers Angel, madonna
dollars just for opening the door Sosa would give the bartender two hundred dollars just for keeping The ice cold, yeah we were legends and we still are Two hundred fallen angels
[CHORUS:] You should be a model [whistle] I bet u hear that all the time got the body of a godess face like an angel girl I'm being honest I can see
wanna make the angels cry? All: Cry-yi-yi-yi Listen to Jesus, Jimmy! Jesus: Just say no to the marijuana! (Listen to Jesus, Jimmy!) This comes straight from the Madonna
my best I'm praying for you, even though you're already blessed Please, mother eva, will you look upon me as your own? Make me special, be my angel
for opening the door Sosa'd give the bartender two hundred dollars Just for keeping the ice cold Yeah we were legends, yeah and we still are legends Two hundred fallen angels
[BLACK ANGEL 1:] You're no Angel from the Stars [ANGEL 2:] Virgin Whore caressed by Scars [ANGEL 3:] Black desires never sleeping [ANGEL 1:] Bear the wounds of History [ALL ANGELS
down to [?] Niggas here' the couple things [?] back yards And I'm not [?] boy I'm heading back to my car, As I walked around the corner, I was like damn, Los Angeles
my Sean John freak Get you what ya want, just not that deep Yet throteen'll split, got them May-ride seats Two for the madonna, the May-ride freak You
Of war and peace the truth just twists Its curfew gull just glides Upon four-legged forest clouds The cowboy angel rides With his candle lit into the
Ivory madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the manna coming from the west. Hear the bells are ringing, Christmas on it's way. Hear the angels singing
's embarrassment, displacement, it's where I wander It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos It's game shows, cheap liquor, blunts, and bumper stickers with rainbows It's angels
[Madonna cover song] Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name, and it feels like... When you call my name it's like a little