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          Bm          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!