The Sliding Floor Songtext
von Bruford

First time I met Angel
Up on the bridge of an ocean-going liner
She was virtue, vice and (...)
Can′t give her up now for all the tea in China

Here comes a knock on my door
Angel face with teeth like a tiger's claw
Morning comes she′ll soon be back begging for more
Angel knows that truth has a sliding floor


No use asking me why
Some people snicker like a downtown Bowery wino
If experts, preachers, mystics can't find the answer
Then how the hell should I know?

Lost in a world breaking apart
Angel shines her mystery light into the dark
She's not wasting blame on the rich or the poor
Angel knows that truth has a sliding floor

Lost in a world breaking apart
Angel shines her mystery light into the dark
She′s not wasting blame on the rich or the poor
Angel knows that truth has a sliding floor