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Clare Means
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Angels of the Freeway
In the city of angels I fly away There's nothing angelic about it anyway I'm one of many on this dirty freeway And I just don't know which exit to take
My only friend is this red car She's promised to take me real far but her motor would hum without me she don't care who sits in her seat Taillights blur before me
A chopper whirs above me Somewhere below some crime creeps I sit alone in my bucket seat
In the city of angels I fly away There's nothing angelic about it anyway I'm one of many on this dirty freeway And I just don't know which exit to take
In the city of pumped and swollen breasts In the city of poised cigarettes the sun will rise in the muddy sky Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com the dirty air clouds my eyes
In the city of angels I fly away There's nothing angelic about it anyway I'm one of many on this dirty freeway And I just don't know which exit to take
Through the canyons the traffic turns I'm one of many this city has spurned Through the canyons the traffic turns I'm one of many this city has spurned
In the city of angels I fly away There's nothing angelic about it anyway I'm one of many on this dirty freeway And I just don't know which exit to take
In the city of angels I fly away There's nothing angelic about it anyway I'm one of many on this dirty freeway And I just don't know which exit to take
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