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Paroles: 10,000 Maniacs. In My Tribe. City Of Angels.

Heaven, is this Heaven?
Heaven, is this Heaven?
Heaven, is this Heaven where we are?
See them walking if you dare all, if you call that walking
Stumble, stagger, fall and drag themselves along the streets of Heaven

Where is the blessed table to feed all who hunger on Earth?
Welcomed and seated each one is joyfully served
See them walking if you dare all, if you call that walking
Stumble, stagger, fall and drag themselves along the streets of Heaven

Where is the halo that should glow 'round your face
And where are the wings that should grow from your shoulder blades?
Show them to me, sobering sights I've seen in the City of Angels
Have all been one rude awakening that was due to me in Heaven

Sobering sights I've seen in the City of Angels
Have all been one rude awakening that was due to me ohh in Heaven

There would be heavenly music, I was convinced before
A host of the dearly to meet me with Hosannas sung at the door
But these are sobering sights I've seen in the City of Angels
Have all been one rude awakening that was due to me
In this city of fallen angels