| Song | Angel of the Underground |
| Artist | Kip Winger |
| Album | This Conversation Seems Like a Dream |
| 作曲 : Kime, Timmons, Winger | |
| We bought the bullets | |
| We bought the guns | |
| Played every puppet | |
| One by one | |
| Prayed for your weak spot | |
| In the name of love | |
| Crusade this twisted plot | |
| Comin' down from above | |
| And now we walk on dying ground | |
| Rusted words lay all around | |
| This halo's in the lost & found | |
| Angel of the underground | |
| ..And I shot you down | |
| Spent every hour | |
| Waitin' for the hit | |
| Waiting just to set you up | |
| Ya know I... | |
| Didn't even feel it | |
| I watch you walk | |
| Right on in | |
| You knew you couldn't stop | |
| I knew you couldn't win | |
| And now we walk on dying ground | |
| Rusted words lay all around | |
| This halo's in the lost & found | |
| Angel of the underground | |
| ..And you shot me down | |
| So in the end | |
| So bittersweet | |
| Here in this hell | |
| So incomplete | |
| Reach to believe | |
| To see it through | |
| 'cos the piece in me, man | |
| Is this a piece of you | |
| ..And I shot you down |
| zuò qǔ : Kime, Timmons, Winger | |
| We bought the bullets | |
| We bought the guns | |
| Played every puppet | |
| One by one | |
| Prayed for your weak spot | |
| In the name of love | |
| Crusade this twisted plot | |
| Comin' down from above | |
| And now we walk on dying ground | |
| Rusted words lay all around | |
| This halo' s in the lost found | |
| Angel of the underground | |
| .. And I shot you down | |
| Spent every hour | |
| Waitin' for the hit | |
| Waiting just to set you up | |
| Ya know I... | |
| Didn' t even feel it | |
| I watch you walk | |
| Right on in | |
| You knew you couldn' t stop | |
| I knew you couldn' t win | |
| And now we walk on dying ground | |
| Rusted words lay all around | |
| This halo' s in the lost found | |
| Angel of the underground | |
| .. And you shot me down | |
| So in the end | |
| So bittersweet | |
| Here in this hell | |
| So incomplete | |
| Reach to believe | |
| To see it through | |
| ' cos the piece in me, man | |
| Is this a piece of you | |
| .. And I shot you down |