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The angel rides with hunch-backed children, poison oozing from his engine<br />Wieldin' love as a lethal weapon, on his way to hubcap heaven<br />Baseball cards poked in his spokes, his boots in oil he's patiently soaked<br />The roadside attendant nervously jokes as the angel's tires strokes his precious pavement<br /><br />The interstate's choked with nomadic hordes<br />in Volkswagen vans with full running boards dragging great anchors<br />Followin' dead-end signs into the sores<br />The angel rides by humpin' his hunk metal whore<br /><br />Madison Avenue's claim to fame in a trainer bra with eyes like rain<br />She rubs against the weather-beaten frame and asks the angel for his name<br />Off in the distance the marble dome<br />reflects across the flatlands with a naked feel off into parts unknown<br />The woman strokes his polished chrome and lies beside the angel's bones
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The angel rides with hunch-backed children, poison oozing from his engine<br />Wieldin' love as a lethal weapon, on his way to hubcap heaven<br />Baseball cards poked in his spokes, his boots in oil he's patiently soaked<br />The roadside attendant nervously jokes as the angel's tires strokes his precious pavement<br /><br />The interstate's choked with nomadic hordes<br />in Volkswagen vans with full running boards dragging great anchors<br />Followin' dead-end signs into the sores<br />The angel rides by humpin' his hunk metal whore<br /><br />Madison Avenue's claim to fame in a trainer bra with eyes like rain<br />She rubs against the weather-beaten frame and asks the angel for his name<br />Off in the distance the marble dome<br />reflects across the flatlands with a naked feel off into parts unknown<br />The woman strokes his polished chrome and lies beside the angel's bones
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