Angels In Chelsea

Last night I saw a suit give a buck to a bum

20 feet down the street, someone yelling: Look up!

Some girl, maybe 18, probably drunk

Just in time, out the way of a bus

And maybe things are finally getting better, better

Maybe everyone is finally fed up enough

Maybe all the clouds are gonna let up, let up

Oh ee oh ee oh ee ohohohoh

Brown bag, sky high, I see angels in Chelsea

Wall Street, chic life, I see angels in Chelsea

Lost souls pass by, through the chain link and concrete

And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels around me

And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels in Chelsea

Spring Street, hear a busker singing the blues

‘Bout peace in the world and some money for food

And little kid says

I’m gonna be like you, a superstar

And I’mma make a difference too

(And I’mma make a difference too)

And maybe things are finally getting better, better

Maybe everyone is finally fed up enough

Maybe all the clouds are gonna let up, let up

Oh ee oh ee oh ee ohohohoh

Brown bag, sky high, I see angels in Chelsea

Wall Street, chic life, I see angels in Chelsea

Lost souls pass by, through the chain link and concrete

And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels around me

And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels in Chelsea

Subway, I saw a woman in a beautiful dress

Head down in her hand hands, make up a mess

Young mom, two kids, holes in their shoes, says

I’ve been there too

And you’re gonna get through

Yeah, I’ve been there too

And you’re gonna get through

Brown bag, sky high, I see angels in Chelsea

Wall Street, chic life, I see angels in Chelsea

Lost souls pass by, through the chain link and concrete

And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels around me

And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels in Chelsea

I see love in the cold streets

I see princess and downbeats

I see angels around me

All these angels around me

All these angels around me

All these angels around me!

I see angels in Chelsea