Wings on Fire by Zoli Althea Browne Lyrics
Wings on Fire
"Once there was a pretty little girl who wore red freckles and hair"
"‘Thought she would move to Hollywood and be real famous out there She had her mama’s hips and thighs, her daddy’s mouth and nose
‘Though everyone said she looked good in red she felt blue down to her toes
So, on that Greyhound bus she rode through Mississippi, Texas, out west Three grocery bags held all her clothes but her heart held all the rest Into L.A. she rode that day, into the land that her preacher called sin
Into the arms of the cons and the street walking dons and the nights that never end."
"Choruses"
"Ten thousand angel children flying too close to the sun
Silver wings on fire brings too much desire When the all looks like the one."
"She found her a place in East L.A. but her hopes looked to the West
Twelve casting calls and charity balls finally found her with the best
‘Traded hips and thighs and nose for a baby doll change it all dream Now
Hair of gold made her heart bold to lay dawn for the silver screen."
"Chorus"
"Does anyone hear the skin-tight cries of vanity’s children’s past
Of pretty little girls with freckles and curls who grew up way too fast When silicone dreams believe their schemes and a hand writes on the wall Why’d you sell your soul for a movie roll and your heart for a
Curtain call"
"Chorus
When it all looks like the one"
"Oh, Lord, what have you done?"
"Once there was a pretty little girl who wore red freckles and hair"
"‘Thought she would move to Hollywood and be real famous out there She had her mama’s hips and thighs, her daddy’s mouth and nose
‘Though everyone said she looked good in red she felt blue down to her toes
So, on that Greyhound bus she rode through Mississippi, Texas, out west Three grocery bags held all her clothes but her heart held all the rest Into L.A. she rode that day, into the land that her preacher called sin
Into the arms of the cons and the street walking dons and the nights that never end."
"Choruses"
"Ten thousand angel children flying too close to the sun
Silver wings on fire brings too much desire When the all looks like the one."
"She found her a place in East L.A. but her hopes looked to the West
Twelve casting calls and charity balls finally found her with the best
‘Traded hips and thighs and nose for a baby doll change it all dream Now
Hair of gold made her heart bold to lay dawn for the silver screen."
"Chorus"
"Does anyone hear the skin-tight cries of vanity’s children’s past
Of pretty little girls with freckles and curls who grew up way too fast When silicone dreams believe their schemes and a hand writes on the wall Why’d you sell your soul for a movie roll and your heart for a
Curtain call"
"Chorus
When it all looks like the one"
"Oh, Lord, what have you done?"