Текст (слова) песни: Gil Scott - Heron and Brian Jackson - Angel Dust

 
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.
 

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Heron and Brian Jackson - Angel Dust