The Church - Angelica Lyrics

Stretching out to catch, stretching out to catch
Stretching out to catch to send a message
(Angelica I'll warm you up...)

Crashing down, crashing down
Crashing down in a shower of sparks
Crashing down, crashing down
Crashing down in a shower of sparks

The civilised gentleman, the civilised gentleman
The civilised gentleman is gonna be nice
The civilised gentleman, the civilised gentleman
The civilised gentleman isn't gonna be nice

To you tonight, to you tonight
To you tonight unless you pay me

Pay me good, pay me well
Pay me with a trip to hell

She reaches for him in a jealous moment
She reaches for him in a jealous moment
She reaches for him in a jealous moment

I've got a verbal caress
I've got it, I've got it in the mouth
It's here for you, we'll share it

My tongue is wet, my tongue is wet
This verbal caress is gonna get wet
(Angelica I'll warm you up...)

Little Johnny Jamison jumped on a jaywire
I saw them walking by the factory
Beer glass falling on the bowling alley
Look out Johnny your father's inside

And Johnny's gonna lie, and he's hiding on the elevator
Temper risks and he's gonna make a thing of it
Angelica, stop makin' up those lies