Went to Woodstock - Lloyd Cole
Written by：Lloyd Cole
I went to Woodstock
I've been to Big Sur too
And neither one held much for
I tried The Tropics
Couldn't get into Celine
Not my scene
Well I was hoping you might know
Where did my angel go
I held a mirror to my love stained life
I had no need of other means
I went for a song
But then I was young and strong
Every night long
And I was hoping you might know
Where did my angel go
It was not just my imagine
I was unduly favoured
There is no free association
I've got to bring home the bacon
How can love be fair
When it's always out of nowhere
Smile if you want to
Yes but take my advice
And try to avoid the present tense
And don't got to Woodstock
Not if you feel alright
You know young and uptight
Well I was hoping you might know
Where did my angel go
