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aqualung (live) - jethro tull lyrics

sitting on a park bench —
eyeing ittle girls with bad intent
snot running down his nose —
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
drying in the cold sun —
watching as the frilly panties run
feeling like a dead duck —
spitting out pieces of his broken luck
sun streaking cold —
an old man wandering lonely
taking time
the only way he knows
leg hurting bad
as he bends to pick a dog-end —
he goes down to the bog
and warms his feet
feeling alone —
the army’s up the rode
salvation a la mode and
a cup of tea
aqualung my friend —
don’t start away uneasy
you poor old sod, you see, it’s only me
do you still remember
december’s foggy freeze —
when the ice that
clings on to your beard is
screaming agony
and you sn-tch your rattling last breaths
with deep-sea-diver sounds
and the flowers bloom like
madness in the spring

- jethro tull lyrics

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