Angel-man, Angel-man,
Does whatever a vampire can.
Vision girl, at his side,
Wes along, for the ride.
Look out! Here comes the Angel-man!

Is he strong? Listen, Bud!
He's that way from drinking blood.
What's that thing, on his head?
What a look, for the dead.
Hey there, there goes the Angel-man!

In the hotel at night,
He atones for past crimes.
He fights the good fight, To shanshu in his time.

Angel-man, Angel-man,
Broody neighborhood Angel-man.
Wealth and fame, he's ignored,
Redemption is his reward.

To him, sex is a great big hang-up,
Especially if there's a bang-up,
Leather Pants Angel-man!

Originally posted in Angel 7: His hair goes straight up and he's bloody stupid (#1191), WX, March 28, 2002.

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