(Elton John / Bernie Taupin) - Never released
Take a look around, there ain't no angels here
Just a big red moon all bloody and dirty
Coughing like a factory in the atmosphere
Take a happy face, stick it on the Middle East
There's a light switch broken
And a million fingers pointing at each other
For a minute's peace
Sweet talking baby Jane
She's a little golden ___
Looks like Cleopatra, acts like Joan Crawford
Rolling on a carpet with an ice pick in her heart
And it's all or nothing
Feel like jumping
Wear my wings, wash my emtpy hands
And I don't know all that is
Like the place where angels live
All I know is Hell is not below
See Joe Public hanging from a red-tipped noose
Trapped in a bottle, drowning with a genie
Waist deep in wishes you can never use
At the last resort the geishas spread like flies
It's the moody black cloud all b**hy and muddy
Sticking to the ceiling like Gods on the night
Rotting in a (place) since she was only five years old
Only took a second as the windows shatter
Falling precious metal to s** out her soul