Well hullo angel A gift and a smile Well hello angel As we walk a mile And a twisted man Leans on twisted sticks With children's laughter Hanging on swings Well hello angel And the skipping rope turns Whilst little bodies twist In caroused curves Well hello angel At the end of your tether Well hello angel Time for sleep Well hello angel Time to cry That which is falling should also be pushed That which is crawling should also be crushed
Well hullo angel A gift and a smile Well hello angel As we walk a mile And a twisted man Leans on twisted sticks With children's laughter Hanging on swings Well hello angel And the skipping rope turns Whilst little bodies twist In caroused curves Well hello angel At the end of your tether Well hello angel Time for sleep Well hello angel Time to cry That which is falling should also be pushed That which is crawling should also be crushed
