Sweet Angeline

Album: Brain Capers (1971)
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  • (ian hunter)

    Oh angeline, I love you, your mouth is like a sting
    And when I close my eyes each night, I often hear you sing
    Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing
    And when I vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything

    Angeline, oh my angeline
    My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen
    I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen

    Well your body it is broken in so many different ways
    And when I stoop to find your head, well it disappeared in haze.
    Your blood flows like the finest juice - the kiss of burgundy
    And where it comes from no one knows, but where it's going I can't see

    Angeline, oh my angeline
    My sweet angeline - (y'know) you have rendered me unseen
    I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen

    Angeline, oh my angeline
    You little angeline - you have rendered me unseen
    I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen

    And your crystal-coloured cardboard bins - attack me from the paint
    And I think that I am getting lost among the swollen states
    Oh rescue me or bury me, for I care not what you do
    There is just one thing that I want to say am I really you

    Angeline, oh my angeline
    My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen
    I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen
    Writer/s: Ian Hunter
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Bobby B from OhioI've often wondered about this song. I really think it's about a man struggling with his sexuality and sexual identity. I think Angeline is his feminine side. Though he's a man, he is gradually being consumed by his feminine side (Angeline):

    "Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing
    And when I vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything"

    This verse would then be the point where he begins dressing as, and becoming a woman:

    "And your crystal-coloured cardboard bins - attack me from the paint
    And I think that I am getting lost among the swollen states

    And ending with his willingness to accept being a woman:

    "Oh rescue me or bury me, for I care not what you do
    There is just one thing that I want to say am I really you?"

    This is just my theory...I don't claim to have any inside info.
  • Paul from Rothesay, Nb, CanadaIan does a great version of this track from his live album "Welcome to the Club".
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