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Third Angel
In my mind, gonna play in my dream team
In an all white strip, winning every game
Every day of my life I’m singing out the gospel
When I die, don’t see why, it shouldn’t be the same
I’ll be out of time, from time I’ll be set free
From the constraints of straight line history
I can choose my moment, my time and place to be
I’m going to Bethlehem, ‘bout 4BC
A team of angels and me
I want to be third angel from the left
third angel from the left
When the team photograph is taken out and look at,
I want to be third angel from the left
I’ll stand on the back ‘cos I’m tall and dark I know
Not pretty or blonde enough to be on the front row
They’ll have to hide me where my bulk doesn’t show
But heaven’s not Texas, and I’m worthy my place
To sing of God’s love and grace
I want to be third angel ……
I’ll stand on the left ‘cos I can’t stand on the right
Don’t want to be associated with Michael of the night
Anyway out of leftfield comes the world’s true light
I want to tell the world, sing out the news
To Bethlehem’s shepherds and you
I want to be third angel ……
I want to be third angel from the left
third angel from the left
When the team photograph is taken out and laughed at,
I want to be third angel from the left
John Froud
Copyright © 2004 Zephaniah Music
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