He hath come to the bosom of his beloved
Smiling on him
She beareth him to highest Heav'n
With yearning heart
On thee we gaze
O' gold wing'd messenger of mighty gods

Bm
Gold winged angel
Bm
Go home, don't tell
Bm
Anyone what you are
Bm
You're sacred and they're starved
Bm
And their art is gettin' dark
Bm
And there you are to tear apart
Bm
Tear apart, tear apart, tear apart

                          G
You better keep your head down
     Em              Bm
Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down
                      G
Better keep your head down
     Em              Bm
Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down

Bm
They're gonna tell you what you wanna hear
Bm
Then they're gonna disappear
Bm
Gonna claim you like a souvenir
Bm
Just to sell you in a year

                          G
You better keep your head down
     Em              Bm
Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down
                      G
Better keep your head down
     Em              Bm
Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down
                      G
Better keep your head down
     Em              Bm
Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down
               G
Keep your head down
     Em              Bm
Da-da-down-down, da-da-down-down

That's good!