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Last night I saw a suit give a buck to a bum Twenty feet down the street, someone yelling, look up Some girl, maybe eighteen, probably drunk Just in time, out the way of a bus
And maybe things are finally getting better, better Maybe everyone is finally fed up enough Maybe all the clouds are gonna let up, let up
Brown bags, sky high, I see angels in Chelsea Wall Street, chic life, I see angels in Chelsea Lost souls pass by through the chain link and concrete And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels around me And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels in Chelsea
Spring Street, hear a busker singing the blues 'Bout peace in the world and some money for food And little kid says, "I'm gonna be like you A superstar, and I'ma make a difference too And I'ma make a difference too"
And maybe things are finally getting better, better Maybe everyone is finally fed up enough Maybe all the clouds are gonna let up, let up
Brown bags, Sky high, I see angels in Chelsea Wall Street, chic life, I see angels in Chelsea Lost souls pass by through the chain link and concrete And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels around me And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels in Chelsea
Subway, saw a woman in a beautiful dress Head down in her hands, makeup a mess Young mom, two kids, holes in their shoes Says I've been there too, and you're gonna get through Yeah, I've been there too and you're gonna get through
Brown bags, Sky high, I see angels in Chelsea Wall Street, chic life, I see angels in Chelsea Lost souls pass by through the chain link and concrete And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels around me And everywhere I look tonight, I see angels in Chelsea
I see them living in the cold streets I see angels in Chelsea I see angels around me All these angels in Chelsea All these angels around me All these angels around me I see angels in Chelsea