Three Angels - Entanelas

Three angels set the table for me tonight They know my face, they set a place, and it's for me tonight Well, I can't disappoint 'em, I guess I'll join 'em They've been waitin' on me forever And I've been down on earth and in this town And I swear there's got to be somethin' better New suit and a new tie A real nice service for me when I die New suit, cuff links and a new tie A real nice service for me when I die But that's the thing about leavin' Well, you get there, you're seldom forgiven And all your best friends are people that you've just met You can take 'em or you leave 'em Well, they're sittin' in this barroom And I guess it beats the hell out of loneliness Sweet loneliness, sweet loneliness You say you gave it, gave it all away But you've got nothin', nothin' left to trade I hear you say you gave it all away You've got nothin', nothin' left to trade We're the type, we live and learn Scatter my ashes then you smash the urn Into a broken room with 25 doors that you can't open And each time you open one, the other 24 they're explodin', explodin' That's the thing about leavin' Well, you get there, you take what you're given All your best friends are people you've just met You can take 'em or you leave 'em Well, they're sittin' in this barroom I guess that beats the hell out of loneliness sweet Loneliness sweet, loneliness sweet Alright New suit, a new tie Real nice service for me when I die

Three angels up above the street Each one playing a horn Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out They've been there since Christmas morn The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash Then a lady in a bright orange dress One U-Haul trailer, a truck with no wheels The Tenth Avenue bus goin' west The dogs and pigeons fly up and they flutter around A man with a badge skips by Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work Nobody stops to ask why The bakery truck stops outside of that fence Where the angels stand high on their poles The driver peeks out, trying to find one face In this concrete world full of souls The angels play on their horns all day The whole earth in progression seems to pass by But does anyone hear the music they play Does anyone even try?