In the heat of the Indian summer   Out along the appalachian way   You can hear the sound of the overnight angels   As they pray, charged by the light of some mariners lantern   Spitting out a cold but triangular spray   Can't you hear the screams of the overnight angels as they play?      Talking to the spirits through a silver curtain   Reaching out beyond the length of the light   You can catch a glimpse of an overnight angel as he shines   Dancing through the toys of the dead and the living   Laughing at the poets changing their rhymes   Can't you feel the pulse of the overnight angels beating time?      Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels   Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels      Children of the junkies led the revolution   Push yourselves over, get yourselves there   Someone throw their arms round the overnight angels   'Cause they care, angels don't need no phony religion   Throw them out along with the ethnic nowheres   They will never speak to the overnight angels, they can only stare      Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels   Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels, angels      Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels   Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels, angels      Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels   Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels, angels      Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels   Can you hear us, can you hear us?   Were talking 'bout the overnight angels, angels, angels, angels      Angels, angels, angels, angels   Angels, angels, angels, angels   Angels, angels, angels, angels   Overnight angels, overnight angels   Talking about, the overnight angels