The Angels - Straight Jacket
Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)

He comes from a wasteland where stones misdeed into
the night
they pretend they feed him, then shoot him down in
the
search light

They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like
them
dressing you up in a straight jacket

Wearing his straight jacket, taking his pay back in
scars
she lies beside him and tells him that life's not too
hard

They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like
them
dressing you up in a straight jacket

Caught by the fear and the anger of all you despise
wanting the feeling of eden, you've learnt how to die