This is an obsessiona kind of agression with himself
It’s the way hell always be
He loves to rebel to go against his ten commandments
For himthats just being free.
And he always willget his thrillsthe only way he knows how
Well it might make you frown
But he lovesbeing that doveroaming where he cares to go
To a state of mind that no-one knows
Over there stands my angry angel
And she’s shaking her headin disgrace with me
Yeah over there stands my angry angel
And she’s frowning like hellbut I’m not feeling guilty
Over and over againmore and more for the pain
To release himselffrom this shell
Time after timeyou may glare at
Him for the way he looks like something drawn up from hell
But that’s just his cover
From what is under it
All his imaginationhis
Passion for a creation
Which he has discovered
Uncovered a worldof
Amazing sensations
His own little nation
I don’t care
I’m flying