Angels in Chelsea

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

Twenty feet down the street, someone yellin', "Look up"

Some girl, maybe eighteen, 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 oh

Brown bags, sky high, I see angels in Chelsea

Wall Street, chic life, I see in angels in Chelsea

Lost souls pass by through the chainlink 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 singin' the blues

'Bout peace in the world, and some money for food

A little kid says, "I'm gonna be like you

A superstar, and I'ma make a difference, too

And I'ma 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 oh

Brown bags, sky high, I see angels in Chelsea

Wall Street, chic life, I see in angels in Chelsea

Lost souls pass by through the chainlink and concrete

And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels around me

And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels in Chelsea

(Angels in Chelsea)

Subway, I saw a woman in a beautiful dress

Head down in her hands, her makeup 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 bags, sky high, I see angels in Chelsea

Wall Street, chic life, I see in angels in Chelsea

Lost souls pass by through the chainlink 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 places and journeys

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