U2 "Angel Of Harlem" (live from Slane)

"We landed in JFK, and we were picked up in a limousine. We had never been in a limousine before, and with the din of punk rock not yet faded from our ears, there was sort of guilty pleasure as we stepped into the limousine. Followed by a sly grin, as you admit to yourself this is fun. We crossed Triborough Bridge and saw the Manhattan skyline. The limo driver was black and he had the radio turned to WBLS, a black music station. Billie Holiday was singing. And there it was, city of blinding lights, neon hearts. They were advertising in the skies for people like us, as London had been the year before. And it was snowing." - Bono, U2 By U2 2006.

Give it up, Edge

It was a cold and wet December day

Stu was out at JFK

Snow was melting on the ground

BLS I heard the sound of an angel

New York, like a Christmas tree

Tonight Slane Castle belongs to me, angel 

Soul love, this love won't let me go

So long Angel of Harlem 

Zoo landing on fifty-three

Guys I got a symphony

John Coltrane and a love supreme

Miles, and she's got to be an angel

Lady Day got blood-shot eyes

She sees the truth behind the lies, angel 

Soul love, this love won't let me go

So long Angel of Harlem

There's quite a few of 'em

She's heart and soul

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah 

Blue light on the avenue

God knows they got to you

An empty glass, the lady sings

Eyes swollen like a bee sting

Blinded, you lost your way

On the side streets and the alleyway

Like a star exploding in the night

Falling to the city in broad daylight

An angel in Devil's shoes

Salvation in the blues

You never looked like an angel

So long, Angel of Harlem 

Angel, Angel of Harlem

Angel 

Angel of Harlem