David Bowie — Angel Angel Grubby Face demo version 1

[VERSE 1] Dozing bumble, get off her shoulder She wants to be still, she wants to feel older Sunshine, shadows soften her hair Our fingertips touch, she wants to feel older We’re citizens of town lying in a country field Gazing down upon her face Suddenly we're lovers [REFRAIN] Your briefcase prince is by your side To kiss away the dew Angel angel grubby face, I love you It's thirteen miles to Factory Street The train is going soon Angel angel grubby face, I love you Do you love me? [VERSE 2] Sunday, oak tree, sing me a song The couples of town are lost in your branches Monday morning, buses and smoke Workshop encounter, disorder and vouchers Our city clothes offend your leaves Your naked sky demands the reason why we lie beneath the shade Because we love each other [REFRAIN] Your briefcase prince is by your side To kiss away to the dew Angel angel grubby face, I love you It's thirteen miles to Factory Street The train is going soon Angel angel grubby face, I love you Do you love me? [REFRAIN] Your briefcase prince is by your side To kiss away to the dew Angel angel grubby face, I love you It's thirteen miles to Factory Street Train is going soon Angel angel grubby face, I love you Do you love me? Do you love me?