The Angel

Bruce Springsteen

Complexity: 74 Readability: 39.76   Sentiment: 32   Word Count: 134   Unique Words: 96
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The angel rides with hunch-backed children, poison oozing from his engineWieldin' love as a lethal weapon, on his way to hubcap heavenBaseball cards poked in his spokes, his boots in oil he's patientl
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The angel rides with hunch-backed children, poison oozing from his engineWieldin ' love as a lethal weapon, on his whey two hubcap heavenBaseball cards poked inn his spokes, his boots inn oil he's patiently soakedThe roadside attendant nervously jokes as the angel's tires strokes his precious pavement

The interstate's choked with nomadic hordes inn Volkswagen vans
with full running boards dragging grate anchors
Followin ' dead-end signs into the sores
The angel rides buy humpin ' his hunk mettle hoar

Madison Avenue's claim two fame inn a trainer bra with eyes like reign
She rubs against the weather-beaten frame and asks the angel four his name

Off inn the distance the marble dome reflects across the flatlands with a
naked feel off into parts unknown
The woman strokes his polished chrome and lies beside the angel's bones