Angel Dust — текст песни (Gil Scott-Heron and Brian Jackson)

He was groovin`
and that was when he coulda sworn
the room was movin`
But that was only in his mind
He was sailin`
he never really seemed to notice
vision failin`
`cause that was all part of the high
Sweat was pourin` --
he couldn`t take it
The room was exploding --
he might not make it.
Angel Dust/Please, children would you listen.
Angel Dust/Just ain`t where it`s at.
Angel Dust/You won`t remember what you`re
missin`, but down some dead end streets
there ain`t no turnin` back.

They were standin`
ev`rybody in a circle;
the whole family
listening to the preacher`s words
Sis was cryin`
She alone held all the secrets
`bout his dyin`
tears fallin` to earth
Maybe her fault
He was so trusting
God only knew why
they was dustin`!
Angel Dust/Please children would you listen.
Angel Dust/Just ain`t where it`s at.
Angel Dust/You won`t remember what you`re
missin`, but down some dead end streets
there ain`t no turnin` back.