Ed Sheeran

Ed Sheeran stijgt op 10 december 2011 in de tiende week van 12 naar 8 met The A Team. The A Team is de eerste single van het debuutalbum van de Britse singer-songwriter Ed Sheeran. De track verscheen op 11 juli 2011. Het Nederlandse hitverloop is grillig: 33 24 24 23 29 32 30 15 12 8. Op 4 februari 2012 stijgt de track wederom de top 10 in doordat Chris Hordijk in de kwartfinale van The Voice of Holland een cover brengt van de song.

Edward Christopher Sheeran werd geboren in Halifax, Verenigd Koninkrijk, op 17 februari 1991. Sheeran brak in zijn geboorteland in juni 2011 door met zijn debuutsingle The A Team, die binnenkwam op #3 in de UK Singles Chart. Opvolgers You Need Me, I Don't Need You en Lego House behaalden daar inmiddels ook al de hitparade.

Ed Sheeran - The A Team
White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upperhand
Go mad for a couple of grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
Angels to fly,
To fly, to fly
For angels to die

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