Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson - Angel Dust | Текст песни

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• Gil Scott-Heron & 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.