Here's my transcription:


ANGELS IN THE BACKSEAT
Written by Lance Juckas
As sung by Cactus Hunters on "Cactus Hunters" (2003)

A little inspiration is a dangerous thing.
I'll meet you in the morning; give me a ring.
With her heart wide open, she walked through the door.
When you leave me like this, i just want more.

Angels in the backseat driving me home,
Rollin' down all the wrong roads,
Angels in the backseat driving me home.
The seeds that you left here are the ones that you've sown.

Too much soul can bring a man to his knees.
If you ask me again, mister, just say please.
The junk that you left here is still on the floor.
You ate from the apple right down to the core.

Angels in the backseat driving me home,
Goin' down all the wrong roads,
Angels in the backseat driving me home,
If you must take a picture, don't ask me to pose.

There's a pile of bones and they won't go unmissed.
You're searching for something that just don't exist.
I left in the evenin' and got there at dawn.
You never done nothin' that turned out so wrong.

Angels in the backseat driving me home,
Goin' down all the wrong roads,
Angels in the backseat driving me home,
They gave you the diamonds, left me a road.