Guided by Voices
My Angel
I think about dancers pounding in my head
I worry about every drop of sweat that’s dead now
You better know peace and pray become alive
And anyway it’s a street that I won’t drive

I want you to be my angel
I want you to be my angel
I want you to be my angel
I want you to be my angel

Did you listen anyway what you said
You're better off angel even if you're dead now
And if you don’t want what money can't just not buy
Then check it out there’s a love light in your eye

I want you to be my angel
I want you to be my angel
I want you to be my angel
I want you to be my angel

I want you to be my angel
I want you to be my angel
My angel, my angel