The A Team Boyce Avenue
White lips, pale face,
Breathing in sn[Am]owfla[Em]kes,
Burnt lungs, s[Am]our t[G]aste.
[G]Light's gone, day's end,
Struggling to [Am]pay r[Em]ent,
Long nights, s[Am]trange m[G]en.
[Am7]And they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her day[G]dream,
Been this way since [D]18, but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, wa[C]sting,
Crumbling like p[G]astries,
And they scream,
[D]The worst things in life come free to us,
[Em]Cos we're just under the [C]upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't want to [C]go outside [G]tonight,
And in [Em]a pipe she flies to the M[C]otherland,
Or s[G]ells love to another man,
[Em]It's too co[C]ld outsi[G]de,
For ange[D]ls to fly,
[Em]Angels to [C]fly,[G]
[G]Ripped gloves, raincoat,
Tried to swim and [Am]stay afl[Em]oat,
Dry house, w[Am]et clo[G]thes.
[G]Loose change, bank notes,
Weary-eyed, [Am]dry thro[Em]at,
Call girl, [Am]no phon[G]e.
[Am7]And they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her day[G]dream,
Been this way since [D]18, but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, wa[C]sting,
Crumbling like p[G]astries,
And they scream,
[D]The worst things in life come free to us,
[Em]Cos we're just under the [C]upperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And she don't want to [C]go outside [G]tonight,
And in [Em]a pipe she flies to the M[C]otherland,
Or s[G]ells love to another man,
[Em]It's too co[C]ld outside,
[G]For angels to f[D]ly,
[Am7]An angel will die[C].
Covered in wh[G]ite,
[Em]Closed eye,
And h[C]oping for a b[G]etter life,
[Am]This time, we'll fade out t[C]onight,
[G]Straight down the li[Em]ne.
[C] [G] [Em] [C] [G]
[Am7]And they say she's in the Class [C]A Team,
Stuck in her day[G]dream,
Been this way since [D]18, but lately her [Am7]face seems
Slowly sinking, wa[C]sting,
Crumbling like p[G]astries,
And they scream,
[D]The worst things in life come free to us,
[Em]Cos we're all under the u[C]pperhand,
[G]And go mad for a couple of grams,
[Em]And we don't want to g[C]o outside t[G]onight,
And in [Em]a pipe we flies to the Mo[C]therland,
Or s[G]ell love to another man,
[Em]It's too co[C]ld outside,
[G]For angels [D]to fly, [Em] [C] [G]
A[Em]ngels t[C]o fly,[G]
[Em]To fly[C], fly,[G]
Angels t[Em]o fly, to [C]fly, to[G] fly,
[C]Angels to [G]die.
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