Angels and whiskey are one in the same
They´ll set you on fire when they call out your name
They both been good at numbin´ the pain
Angels and whiskey are one in the same

Angels and cocaine, make it alright
When you´re drinkin´ too much on a Saturday night
One little taste and you´ll fall in love
´Cause both of them do what the other one does

When you climb on them wings, you´ll swear you believe you can fly
Take it all in and you´ll end up high as a kite
And one´s straight from Heaven and one´s sent from Hell
And both of them love you when no one else will
It´s funny how pleasure and pain are one in the same

Feelin´ like heaven and hurtin´ like hell
Yeah, man, most of the time, well, I can´t even tell

But everyone´s buyin´ when your souls up for sale
And I´m feelin´ like Heaven and hurtin´ like Hell

´Cause if you climb on them wings, you´ll swear you believe you can fly
Take it all in and you´ll end up high as a kite
And one´s straight from Heaven and one´s sent from Hell
But both of them love you when no one else will
It´s funny how pleasure and pain are one in the same

It´s funny how pleasure and pain are one in the same