Fallen Angel (Styx)

Hell nobody's perfect One hundred percent No saint, no Pope, no King no Queen No President But our hunger for heroes Has made us blind We seek salvation From the cup of human kind But every time we hear the voice Of some new Abraham We wake too late to realize It was just another scam Fallen angel, fallen angel Well I guess you were no angel after all Fallen angel, fallen angel You always take us with you when you fall I said nobody's perfect From head to toe Not Einstein or Elvis or Lenin or Marx Or Marilyn Monroe Cause it's mostly illusion In flesh and bone An image, a look, a song or a book That we all claim for our own But even in the best of us There lies beneath the skin The tragic flaw in nature's law That's bound to do us in Fallen angel, fallen angel Well I guess you were no angel after all Fallen angel, fallen angel You always take us with you when you fall Pretty faces up on the silver screen Flawless bodies on covers of magazines They all look perfect to us So rich and cool and bored But hold the presses boys They've checked into Betty Ford Turns out nobody's perfect From "A" to "Z" It's best to follow your heart Then to follow me Cause I'm only a singer Playin' a song And I've just been making it up As I went along See I met a man who told me once "Sincerity's the key And once you learn to fake it Son you're gonna be home free" Fallen angel, fallen angel Well I guess you were no angel after all Fallen angel, fallen angel You always take us with you when you fall