In the Angel Cafe
Something sweet to start the day
Sometimes I don't wanna be good
Just for one day
And I would make a change
Maybe it's just the madness
Something primal
That's just my imagination
Wants to come out to play
Brown sugar, white sugar
Something chemical to sweeten you up
Stumbling in with your coat wrapped around you
Smiling, smiling
Points at the CCTV camera
In the corner of a cafe
Where I'm hiding from the world
Gentle rains cool me down
Dodgy thoughts come dressed as thrills
Lands on me
I feel like I'm going round the corner on two wheels
Concealed in heavy traffic
In the Angel Cafe
Something sweet to start the day
Sometimes I don't wanna be good
Just for one day
And I would make a change
It's just the madness
Something primal
That's just my imagination
Wants to come out to play
Boys in white jeans
Walk fast between raindrops
Trying not to get their
Sharp threads wet
I need a ginger burn
To kick start the morning
Or taste something sweet on your lips
To make me feel less ordinary
Back in the Angel Cafe
Something sweet to start the day
Sometimes I don't wanna be good
Just for one day
And I would make a change
It's just the madness
Something primal
That's just my imagination
Wants to come out to play
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