Death angel, death angel
Lover to the stars
What did they all see in you
Why did they fall so hard
She showed up at a party
At a house we shared in the Beach
She was dark, magnetic, well spoken
And she talked like she had a good reach
She’d just come from the coast
Where she’d been hanging with the Stones
I think she was going to Nevis next
On a yacht a friend of hers owned
I asked her what her name was
(It was my party after all)
She said “Cathy, Cathy Smith
I just killed Belushi, is all”
She said it as a matter of fact
It seemed it was just who she was
She didn’t boast or regret it
But she hadn’t yet talked to the fuzz
She hung around late that night
Didn’t go home at all
Came to a couple more of our parties
Before the DA made the call
She surrendered in California
And faced a Grand Jury there
She had to go away for a couple of years
We all thought that was fair
But she had an indelible impact
On Canadian music lore
She was Carmen in The Weight
She was Gord’s Sundown, and more
She’d hung with Levon, and Lightfoot
And brought junk for Keith in his need
The treat she fixed up for Belushi
Was cocaine, heroin and speed
Death angel, death angel
Lover to the stars
What did they all see in you
Why did they fall so hard