Angels swiped this song and told the story of the dum dum girl who sighs without regret. The coins she holds are the wealth of insight but insight doesn’t always pay the bills so she’s in search of respect and compensation for her work. An angel sings back to her that he’s no boy stealing pennies from the poor—despite appearances—but breaking it down doesn’t really tell her anything. Another hand upon her hair is yet another angel—hoping the dum dum girl isn’t as pissed off as she had been but so she’s left—standing around—guilty of nothing—but apparently having had her generosity taken advantage of—a dum dum girl.
Angels swiped this song and told the story of the dum dum girl who sighs without regret. The coins she holds are the wealth of insight but insight doesn’t always pay the bills so she’s in search of respect and compensation for her work. An angel sings back to her that he’s no boy stealing pennies from the poor—despite appearances—but breaking it down doesn’t really tell her anything. Another hand upon her hair is yet another angel—hoping the dum dum girl isn’t as pissed off as she had been but so she’s left—standing around—guilty of nothing—but apparently having had her generosity taken advantage of—a dum dum girl.