Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Aylmer
Bass Guitar
Bruce Dickinson
Vocals
Barry Graham Purkis
Drums
Samson
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Samson
Composer
Chris Aylmer
Composer
Bruce Dickinson
Composer
Barry Graham Purkis
Composer
Lyrics
Bestial, celestial angel of fury
Keep my engine running when I've run out of gas
Sucker, fighter, never seen anyone like her
Tell me when I'm going down, I'm coming quick
I'm in your town
Dressed to kill
I guess I want to die
Can't do it, but I want to try
Yeah
Good times, looks fine, blowing the horn
Screaming for my life, but all my babies are born
Meeting, eating, squeezing my life
Thought she was a hooker
Better wait 'til the next time
Dressed to kill
I guess I want to die
You know I wanna
Angel with a machine gun
Waow! Good times, she looks fine, blowing the horn
Screaming for my life, but all my babies are born
Meeting, eating, squeezing my life
Thought she was a hooker
Better wait 'til the next time
Dressed to kill
I guess I want to die
You know I wanna...
You
Angel with a machine gun
Roll me over, do me blind
Rock and rolling, ease my pain
Angel with a machine gun
Written by: Barry Graham Purkis, Bruce Dickinson, Chris Aylmer, Paul Samson