Pochette de l'album Phil May & the Fallen Angels.

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Fallen angels, fallen on the highways
On the streets of the city, what a way to come down
Fallen angels, fallen on the highways
Nobody loves them, now they’re on the ground

They only tried to reach the sun
Tried to find out where it all began
Their heads got turned, their wings got burnt
Now they’re just lying by the road

Fallen angels, fallen on the highways
On the streets of the city, what a way to come down

They only tried to reach the sun
Tried to find out where it all began
Their heads got turned, their wings got burnt
Now they’re just lying by the road

Fallen angels, fallen on the highways
On the streets of the city, what a way to come down


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