Angels Groove

I did my research in the church
I even purchased their merch
And looked for guidance from a priest
But he just warned me against the beast
I went to Rome, to ask the pope
Under the dome he just said "Nope"
I asked directions to a pastor
He said "Son, just ask your maker"

My point is to prove that angels groove
To show the beauty of their fragile moves
Their graceful curves on their agile cruise
So help me god, I ain't got no clues

To find a solution to my problem
I asked the why to a Rabbi
He just sighed: "The answer is nearby"
But all that the Imam could say
"To find the truth, you need to pray"
I went to India, trade my karma
Got no data from the Dalaï lama

My point is to prove that angels groove
To show the beauty of their fragile moves
Their graceful curves on their agile cruise
So help me god I ain't got no clues

Everyone knows angels can dance
It ain't a matter of religion
I've heard they invented the trance
Why all that jazz, who needs a reason?
Nothing to prove, we all need to groove
No one's got anything to lose

Everyone knows that angels groove
This is nothing but old news
From the atheists to the jews
Everyone knows that angels groove



Credits
Writer(s): Shamime Garenne
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