I was underneath the staircase I was talking with my angel He said that beauty is only terror You know, when terror is just beginning I thought I heard some footsteps Lorraine, she was coming But she's been feelin' real sick lately She been kickin' down her habit
So I went around to see her I had the angel in my pocket She had jewels between her fingers And there was blood across Lou's carpet
But I know that she's feelin' better . . . I saw her walking to the Market
She went down The sharp black hole She wants to die just to save her soul . . .
But she wants to live She wants to start her band She swears the stage is God's left hand
So I'm sitting in the cellar Beneath my dark apartment I had the angel on my shoulder You know, his wings were kinda shattered
He plays with broken mirrors And he said that he just saw Sally And that Sally was with Lorraine And they were playing in the alley
So I went around to see them Ahhh . . . they were doing it together
And there was a little blood across the concrete . . . I know they were feeling better . . .
They got straight They understand They wanted to die but now they got plans They want to live; they want to start their band They swear the stage is God's left hand
I'm waiting in the lobby The angel dropped the mirror But he still insists that beauty . . . That beauty is just one part of terror
There's a painting on the ceiling Of a dog . . . he had eyes like rubies, And then the angel just remembered That Lorraine was at the movies
I found her in the back aisle There was blood across the next seat When she reached out to touch me I thought that that that was so sweet
So I stuck her with my finger It was like a knife through leather She had a song along her eyelid
I KNOW she was feeling better
She got straight She understand She wanted to die but now she got plans
She want to live She want to start her band She swear the stage is God's left hand . . .