🎵 Title: Angels Have No Free Will -SNZ Version Credit: Lila Lee @verbosity [Start] [No instruments | loud | slow finger snaps | Room sounds | 8 bars] [Chorus: sung happily, slightly faster, with theatrical flourishes | Crescendo] Angels have no free will Follow orders: help, or kill. Once when given some free rein, Some rebelled, got endless pain. [Turnaround [Instrumental: Clean | Widely spaced woodblock strikes | Syncopated drum beats | decrescendo | Brief flute accents | 8 bars] ] [Verse 1] Angels never need decide Which commandments to abide. Never tempted, never doubt. Perfect servants: no mirth nor mouth. [Verse 2] Never jealous, never vain, Never drunk or quite profane. Virtue isn't hard to keep When temptation's locked down deep. [Chorus: sung happily, faster, with theatrical flourishes | Crescendo] Angels have no free will Follow orders: help, or kill. Once when given some free rein, Some rebelled, got endless pain. [Turnaround [Instrumental: Clean | Widely spaced woodblock strikes | Syncopated drum beats | decrescendo | Brief flute accents | 8 bars] ] [Verse 3] Humans got the richer deal: Choice, and consequence made real. Free to question, free to doubt, Free to find what Hell's about. [Verse 4] Heaven watches, Heaven knows Every path a person goes. Still we're tested, which seems odd When your father's also God. [Chorus: sung happily, faster, with theatrical flourishes | Crescendo] Angels have no free will Follow orders: help, or kill. Once when given some free rein, Some rebelled, got endless pain. [Turnaround [Instrumental: Clean | Widely spaced woodblock strikes | Syncopated drum beats | decrescendo | Brief flute accents | 8 bars] ] [Verse 5] Angels praise Him night and day, Never searching what to say. No dissent, just hymn and psalm. Stroke His ego, keep Him calm. [Verse 6] Lucifer once raised a point. Things went somewhat out of joint. Heaven went and settled that debate: Freedom had an expiration date. [Chorus: sung happily, faster, with theatrical flourishes | Crescendo] Angels have no free will Follow orders: help, or kill. Once when given some free rein, Some rebelled, got endless pain. [Turnaround [Instrumental: Clean | Widely spaced woodblock strikes | Syncopated drum beats | decrescendo | Brief flute accents | 8 bars] ] [Verse 7] So I'll stumble, choose, and sin, Lose the game I'm entered in. If perfection is the prize, I'll accept the compromise. [Final Chorus: sung happily, Slow rollout, with theatrical flourishes] Angels have no free will Follow orders: help, or kill. Once when given some free rein, Some rebelled, got endless pain. [Instrumental: Lengthy riff with all the instruments | 24 bars] [end]
