Shane

Well they pulled you out of your hospital bed
To take you down to the show
And people came from all around
To hear those songs that they know

Feel like there's an angel
Hanging on your shoulder
Growing up in London
Want to die in Dublin
Everybody sends their love

From the West End streets
And the hustlers and whores
To touching down in New York
And the Irish cops
And the junk on the street
Had everything you could want

Drinking with the angels
Til the early morning
All those dirty faces
Filling up your pages
Gonna keep on running
They said you'd never make it
Everybody sends their love

Well I got myself on a flight across
From Texas over the sea
And I felt so lost
Didn't know what to say
Standing in the wings

Feel like there's an angel
Hanging on my shoulder
Getting kind of nervous
Talking to a stranger
Gonna tell your story
Playing Death or Glory
Everybody sends their love
Everybody sends their love

Don't deny it
Don't deny it
Don't deny it



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse F Malin
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