Jackson Jackson - Angel Dust lyrics

Give me a pocketful of change or I'll shoot you dead Well i'm sorry but I have nothing to spare I only brought three dollars thirty for the train fare 10 cents change and I threw it in the air An angel snatched it up out of the breeze It was Gibriel, the real deal, the burner of the fleas, he said Even angels have to beg for their supper now The end of the world is cancelled, Jesus gone to the Bahammas with Mohammed they're gonna try and sort some sh** out prophet to prophet, leave the common people out 'cause the common people bleed, and the common people burn for another man's war and another man's word I know that the world has always been absurd but I never thought I'd see the day, angels out of work -oh, sorry man my phone's ringing stop the track Hey Jule *hey man I'm in communication with those guys downstairs they're about ready to come up and rock this motherf**er* sorry I'm recording I'll call you right back Every time I cry, rain falls from the sky and I know there's gonna be another war on high 'cause the Devil and the Lord fight with the same sword and the burnin battleground is in my mind I saw my future out the window of a plane in the darkness, two hours out from LA starlight, cloud light, seat belt light waves and the people slept like sleeping beauty babies maybe one day we will all evolve to light waves I have to say, sometimes, I feel like that on bright days and all our predictions could be postcards to God and all our premonitions could be lost in the fog starlight the one thing I can swear by, whereby