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Farewell, Angelina

This song is by Tim O'Brien and appears on the album Red on Blonde (1996).

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'rythings still the same.
Just a table standing empty
By the edge of the see

Means farewell Angelina,
The sky is trembling,
And I must leave.

The Jacks and the Queens
Have forsaked the courtyard
52 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 crosseyed 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 is changing color,
And I must leave fast.

King Kong little elves
On the roof tops they dance
Valentine-type tangos
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 its quiet.

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