Song Length |
4:40 |
Genre |
Jazz - Lounge, Blues - Delta |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Sociable |
Subject |
Relationship |
Language |
English |
Era |
1940 - 1949 |
Lyrics
You're looking for something shiny and new
Who don't know those tricks and those games you call you
Someone that dazzles and twirls and ain't got a clue
But all of those angels that's dancing on pins
Can't pull you back out of the trap that you're dying to get in
You're out on the corner, as sharp as a knife
Everything's rolling, no kinks in your life
Your eyes are like searchlights guiding them ships through the night
But all heaven's angels on all heaven's pins
Can't put your little heart back together again
But when you're deep in yourself and you're all alone
And all your party friends have said their goodbyes and gone on home
Don't it seem suspicious, don't it seem like you missed a clue
Don't it seem like all the pieces you been looking for
are deep inside you
Six crows on the roof eaves are clocking your play
They're calling your signals and booking your day
They're chuckling and joking, they're circling and winging away
You stop in your tracks and you look up above
The angels are dancing, the crows are all singing 'bout love
Well they say that it hits like a thief in the night
A knock on the door, a sliver of light
You glance to your left and it's there when you look back to your right
And all of the angels on all the world's pins
Are dancing and singing and calling your name out again
And all of them angels that you left behind
When you told yourself that you really didn't mind
Don't it seem like something Got left out in time
You really don't know honey, but you're all mine
You're looking for something shiny and new
Who don't know those games and those tricks you call you
Something that dazzles and twirls and ain't got a clue
But all of those angels that's dancing on pins
Can't drag you back out of the trouble you're dying to get in
But all of those angels that's dancing on pins
Can't drag you back out of the trouble you're dying to get in
And all heaven's angels on all heaven's pins
Can't drag you back out of the trouble you're dying to get in.