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Ride On Angel
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2 O-clock in the morning on a big city street
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The bars are jumpin' man feel the heat
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Friday night, summer month, no work tomorrow
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Drink ya money up tonight man, later on you'll borrow
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Ride on
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Keep on ridin
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Crank your bike, ride on, Angel ride on
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Well outside a motorcycles drivin up slow
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Cool hip motorcycle driver no where to go
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Parks his bike, goes inside, no sign of fear
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Looking for nothing but a cool glass of beer
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Ride on
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Keep on ridin
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Crank your bike, ride on, Angel ride on
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Inside a jukebox playin a song
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The singer singing something bout a stranger go home
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A good old local bar in a city neighborhood
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You aint from this section man, you aint no good
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Ride on
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Keep on ridin
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Crank your bike, ride on, Angel ride on
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Fat man in a T-shirt somebody watch your step
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Don't like your kind around here, think you better get
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Angel gets enraged and fat man pulls switchblade knife
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Before you know what happened Angel's taken his life
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Ride on
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Keep on ridin
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Crank your bike, ride on, Angel ride on
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The cop's come in, to screen the scene
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Take Angel off to jail, no one there to pay the bail
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Ride on
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Keep on ridin
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Crank your bike, ride on, Angel ride on
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They lead him down a corridor and strap him to a chair
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Electricity is burning up his hair
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He had no right to kill a man and so he must pay
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A life for a life is what society say
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Ride on
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Keep on ridin
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Crank your bike, ride on, Angel ride on
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Now as I sit here and I tell this tale
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A thought goes running through my head
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What good is all the talkin doin'
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Your Angel is dead
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The Bible say's that we shalt not kill
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I've heard that line before
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If the Bible say's that we shalt not kill
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What excuse has the law
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Ride on
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Keep on ridin
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Crank your bike, ride on, Angel ride on
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Ride On Angel
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| Simon Stokes |
