The A Team - Live at the Bedford

Hello, everyone
Yay, we're so near the time for Ed
It's so exciting
Uhm, just wanted to say a couple more things
Just remember that we are filming this for a DVD
That you guys are going to be able to buy
And tonight is being recorded for a live EP
That you guys will also be able to buy so
I think we'd all agree that we're all kind of part of something really special

Because, we're going to be able to take tonight home in a few weeks
So yeah, big honor for us all to be here and
I just want to personally say a big thankyou to Ed for asking me to, um
Host tonight because, it's just amazing
And I think he's fantastic and I feel honored to be here
So that's it! It's time to welcome the fantastic Ed Sheeran to the stage
Make some noise

White lips, pale face
Breathing in the snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately, her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us

'Cause she's just under the upper hand
And goes mad for a couple of grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
'Cause in a pipe she'll fly to the Motherland
And sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
For angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
She's stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately, her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us

'Cause she's just under the upper hand
And goes mad for a couple of grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
'Cause in a pipe she'll fly to the Motherland
And sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly

Now, an angel will die
Covered in white
With closed eyes and hoping for a better life
And this time now, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
Straight down the line, ooh-ooh

'Cause they say
She's in the Class A Team
She's stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately, her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us

'Cause we're all under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't wanna go outside tonight
'Cause in a pipe we'll fly to the Motherland
And sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly

Angels to fly
Fly, fly
For angels to fly
To fly, to fly
For angels to die