Driving away to the east
and into the past
History receeds in
my rear-view mirror
Carried away on a wave
of music down a desert road
Memory humming at the heart
of a factory town
All my life
I've been workin' them
angels overtime
Riding and driving and living
So close to the edge
Workin' them angels
Workin' them angels
Workin' them angels Overtime
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Riding through the Range
of Light to the wounded city
Filling my spirit with
the wildest wish to fly
Taking the high road
Taking the high road
to the wounded city
Memory strumming at the heart
of a moving picture
All this time
I've been workin' them
angels overtime
Riding and diving and flying
Just over the edge
Workin' them angels
Workin' them angels
Workin' them angels Overtime
<interlude DF>
Driving down the razor's edge
'tween the past and the future
Turn up the music and smile
Get carried away on the songs
and stories of vanished times
Memory drumming at the heart
of an English winter
Memories beating at the heart
of an African village
All my life
I've been workin' them
angels overtime
Riding and driving and living
So close to the edge
Workin' them angels
Workin' them angels
Workin' them angels
Workin' them angels Overtime