Lyrics
farewell, angelina, the bells of the crown, are being stolen by bandits, i must follow the sound. the triangle tingles, and the trumpets play slow. farewell, angelina, the sky is on fire, and i must go. there's no need for anger, there's no need for blame. there's nothing to prove, everything's still the same. just a table standing empty, by the edge of the sea means, farewell, angelina, the sky is trembling, and i must leave. the jack and the queen, have forsake the courtyard. fifty-two gypsies, now file past the guards, in the space where the deuce, and the ace once ran wild, farewell, angelina, the sky is falling, i'll see you in a while. see the cross-eyed pirates sitting, perched in the sun, shooting tin cans, with a sawed-off shotgun. and the neighobrs they clap, and they cheer with each blast. farewell, angelina, the sky's changing color, and i must leave fast, king kong, little elves, on the rooftops they dance, valentino-type tangos, while the makeup man's hands, shut the eyes of the dead, not to embarrass anyone. but farewell, angelina, the sky's embarrassed, and i must be gone. the machine guns are roaring, the puppets heave rocks, and fiends nail time bombs, to the hands of the clocks. call me any name you like, i will never deny it, but farewell, angelina, the sky is erupting, i must go where it's quiet.
Song details
Artist: joan baez