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Angels and whiskey are one in the same Yeah, they'll set you on fire when they call out your name They both pretty good at numbin' the pain Yeah, angels and whiskey are one in the same Well, angels and cocaine can make it all right When you're drinkin' too much on a Saturday night One little taste and you'll fall in love Yeah, both of them do what the other one does If you climb on them wings, you'll swear you believe you can fly Take it all in and you'll end up high as a kite And one's straight from Heaven and one's sent from Hell And both of them love you when no one else will It's funny how pleasure and pain are one in the same Feelin' like heaven and hurtin' like hell Yeah, most of the time, man, I can't even tell But everyone's buyin' when your soul's up for sale Yeah, I'm feelin' like heaven and hurtin' like hell And if you climb on them wings, you'll swear you believe you can fly And take it all in and you'll end up high as a kite And one's straight from Heaven and one's sent from Hell And both of them love you when no one else will It's funny how pleasure and pain are one in the same It's funny how pleasure and pain are one in the same Aus Songtexte Mania