i ain’t the one lyrics – angels

the angels – i ain’t the one
brewster-neeson-brewster)

smokers smoking in the smoking room, fishes in the
fish tank
sailors waiting for the tide to turn, too bad the ship
sank
well dressed wax-work wound up to walk
stares through the window
clown in the alley-way looking for an exit, facing the
shadows

i don’t patronise you
i dont’ try to put you down
i don’t criticise you

i ain’t the one, i ain’t the one to judge

hard hitting journalist, says he’s a communist
says he believes in world war iii
lives in a high-rent luxury apartment, he ain’t
fooling me

i don’t patronise you
i dont’ try to put you down
i don’t criticise you

i ain’t the one, i ain’t the one to judge

reading the newspaers, keeping in touch
they steal your secrets, but i ain’t the one to judge

/ angels lyrics