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Jethro Tull - Aqualung Lyrics

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  • 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 armys up the rode
  • Salvation la mode and
  • A cup of tea.
  • Aqualung my friend --
  • Dont start away uneasy
  • You poor old sod, you see, its only me.
  • Do you still remember
  • Decembers foggy freeze --
  • When the ice that
  • Clings on to your beard is
  • Screaming agony.
  • And you snatch your rattling last breaths
  • With deep-sea-diver sounds,
  • And the flowers bloom like
  • Madness in the spring.

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