[00:00.00] 作词 : Ian Hunter Patterson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ian Hunter Patterson
[00:03.77]Artist：mott the hoople
[00:05.45]Songs Title：sweet angeline
[00:08.13]
[00:18.00]Oh angeline, I love you, your mouth is like a sting
[00:25.11]And when I close my eyes each night, I often hear you sing
[00:31.22]Imaginations hidden book, you wrote it on the wing
[00:37.65]And when I vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything
[00:49.02]Angeline, oh my angeline
[00:53.33]My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen
[01:07.62]I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
[01:20.61]Well your body it is broken in so many different ways
[01:27.73]And when I stoop to find your head, well it disappeared in haze.
[01:35.49]Your blood flows like the finest juice - the kiss of burgundy
[01:42.80]And where it comes from no one knows, but where its going I cant see
[01:51.98]Angeline, oh my angeline
[01:57.52]My sweet angeline - （yknow） you have rendered me unseen
[02:09.75]I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
[02:14.81]Angeline, oh my angeline
[02:22.79]
[02:59.37]You little angeline - you have rendered me unseen
[03:12.85]I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
[03:23.22]
[03:26.91]And your crystal-coloured cardboard bins - attack me from the paint
[03:32.90]And I think that I am getting lost among the swollen states
[03:38.51]Oh rescue me or bury me, for I care not what you do
[03:47.59]There is just one thing that I want to say am I really you
[03:56.31]Angeline, oh my angeline
[04:03.24]My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen
[04:11.79]I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen

作词 : Ian Hunter Patterson
作曲 : Ian Hunter Patterson
Artist：mott the hoople
Songs Title：sweet angeline
Oh angeline, I love you, your mouth is like a sting
And when I close my eyes each night, I often hear you sing
Imaginations hidden book, you wrote it on the wing
And when I vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything
Angeline, oh my angeline
My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen
I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
Well your body it is broken in so many different ways
And when I stoop to find your head, well it disappeared in haze.
Your blood flows like the finest juice - the kiss of burgundy
And where it comes from no one knows, but where its going I cant see
Angeline, oh my angeline
My sweet angeline - （yknow） you have rendered me unseen
I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
Angeline, oh my angeline
You little angeline - you have rendered me unseen
I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
And your crystal-coloured cardboard bins - attack me from the paint
And I think that I am getting lost among the swollen states
Oh rescue me or bury me, for I care not what you do
There is just one thing that I want to say am I really you
Angeline, oh my angeline
My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen
I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen