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Farewell Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle, tingles

And the trumpets play slow
Farewell Angelina
The sky is on fire
And I must go

There's no need for anger
There's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove
Ev'rything's still the same

Just a table standing empty
By the edge of the sea
Farewell Angelina
The sky is trembling
And I must leave

The jacks and the queens
Have forsaked the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies
Now file past the guards

In the space where the deuce
And the ace once ran wild
Farewell Angelina
The sky is folding
I'll see you in a while

See the cross eyed pirates sitting
Perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans
With a sawed off shotgun

And the neighbors they clap
And they cheer with each blast
Farewell Angelina
The sky's changing color
And I must leave fast

King Kong, little elves
On the rooftops they dance
Valentino, type tango's
While the make up man's hands

Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
Farewell Angelina
The sky is embarrassed
And I must be gone

The machine guns are roaring
The puppets heave rocks
The fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks

Call me any name you like
I will never deny it
Farewell Angelina
The sky is erupting
I must go where it's quiet
Farewell Angelina   The bells of the crown   Are being stolen by bandits   I must follow the sound   The triangle, tingles      And the trumpets play slow   Farewell Angelina   The sky is on fire   And I must go      There's no need for anger   There's no need for blame   There's nothing to prove   Ev'rything's still the same      Just a table standing empty   By the edge of the sea   Farewell Angelina   The sky is trembling   And I must leave      The jacks and the queens   Have forsaked the courtyard   Fifty-two gypsies   Now file past the guards      In the space where the deuce   And the ace once ran wild   Farewell Angelina   The sky is folding   I'll see you in a while      See the cross eyed pirates sitting   Perched in the sun   Shooting tin cans   With a sawed off shotgun      And the neighbors they clap   And they cheer with each blast   Farewell Angelina   The sky's changing color   And I must leave fast      King Kong, little elves   On the rooftops they dance   Valentino, type tango's   While the make up man's hands      Shut the eyes of the dead   Not to embarrass anyone   Farewell Angelina   The sky is embarrassed   And I must be gone      The machine guns are roaring   The puppets heave rocks   The fiends nail time bombs   To the hands of the clocks      Call me any name you like   I will never deny it   Farewell Angelina   The sky is erupting   I must go where it's quiet