The American Analog Set - Will The Real Danny Radnor Please Stand? lyrics

Gnashing teeth where we once saw only smiles And claws that draw pain where glad hands were extended Already gone are the people that wander With hands cupped to 'er ears, hear brothers that spite them And see unfriendly faces and bullets will strike them But offer their backs while a pistol lies waiting There are angels, they are angels, who see angels all around them