South San Gabriel When The Angels Will Put Out Their Lights
You can hear it there thrashing again
The night is your new next of kin, and it’s right on time
Slide into your old revery
Poison come sit next to me, and watch me ride
The angels they sometimes must fall
To that devil that is taking my call
Oh my
If you figure to put out your lights
I will breathe you a promise of fire, should you rise
But honey, I sometimes must fall
To the devil that is taking my call
Oh my
