like the crow, no dumb birdy As I handle my business and as I take you on the journey It ain't no City of the Angels, brother Mack It's just people
is blowing all the way everywhere I go Trough the season of my life, on this my last journey The daylight is fading in my dreams the angels call my name
20, Baltimore, Maryland Hollywood bound in 1983 Leaving trashed marriage behind, budding happy full of life The city of sun and sin, the journey to hell
to close your eyes And vision the most beautiful place in the world If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner Come on this journey, the best journey
Glory to His name oh holy holy There's a city where the streets are paved in gold A land where the milk and honey flow And a mansion which for me sause
line Yo, I'm like the crow, no dumb birdy As I handle my business and as I take you on the journey It ain't no city of the angels, brother Mack It
-crazed angel Eyes so big and so black and so bad No reservations for this blue ice virgin You're the best thing you could ever have The city lights
must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep.. The monastery stood towering above the ruined city
this Child's beck and call For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep.. The monastery stood towering above the ruined city It shadowed all the new
sin submerged cities With oceans of fire To escape in legend Will be unforgiven by all of man Engravings of a sunken race to return to land Uncovered city
to be, I'm lost in the city, who's got the key? City of the angels, Oo, I hear you callin' me. City of the angels I've got this feelin' that things
father's clutches, And this oppressive neighborhood. On a journey you must go, To find the land of Hollywood! In The City of Fallen Angels, Where the
cab in New York City Was an Oriental man behind the wheel Started talking about heaven like it was real Said, "They got mansions in heaven Yeah, the angels
life on the path to City ov the Sun angel calls out: in mysterium coniunctionis deus est homo and I understand the Burden ov this journey: I know, I will
a city called Heaven 12 gates to that city 24 elders in the city 48 angels in the city The streets are paved with gold Have you heard of a city? And
city, his everlasting home, And shouted hosanna, deliverance will come. While gazing on the city, just o'er the narrow flood, A band of holy angels