Jethro Tull piosenki

Would you join a slow marching band? And take pleasure in your leaving as the ferry sails and tears are dried and cows come home at evening. Could you get behind a slow marching band? And join together in the passing of all we shared through yesterdays in sor...

In the morning ... gonna get my things together. Packing up and I'm leaving this place. I don't believe you'll cry, there'll be a smile upon your face. I didn't think how much you'd hurt me. That's something that I laugh about. Bring in the good times, baby....

She wore a black tiara rare gems upon her fingers and she came from distant waters where northern lights explode to celebrate the dawning of the new wastes of winter gathering royal momentum on the icy road. With chill mists swirling like petticoats...

Oh I feel sympathy, be grateful, my son, for what you get. Expression and passion, ten days for watching the sun set; when I was your age; amusement we made for ourselves. Permission to breathe sir, don't talk like that I'm your old man. They'll soon be demobb...

Let me bring you songs from the wood: to make you feel much better than you could know. Dust you down from tip to toe. Show you how the garden grows. Hold you steady as you go. Join the chorus if you can: it'll make of you an honest man. Let me bring yo...

Hello you straight-laced lady, dressed in white but your shoes aren't clean. Painted them up with polish in the hope we can't see where you've been. The smiling face that you've worn to greet me rising at morning -- sent me out to work for my score. Please me...

You want to be a bookworm? You wanna be aloof? You wanna sit in judgement, looking down from the roof? Try a wee sensation: but first you have to want to join in. You should be, should be raging down the freeway with some friends from the mall. Don't stay...

Kilometers from nowhere on a scented avenue - Lined with poppy girls. I didn't stop, stop to say hello. Curious vendors - waving bric-a-brac - Looked me over - Thought it best, best that I should go. Don't wake me: I'm falling. Slow spiral into morning...

As the moon slips up, the sun slips down, I'm a highrise jockey, and I'm heaven bound. Do the woorkboot shuffle, loose brains from brawn. I'm a monkey puzzle and the lid is on. Can you guess my name? Can you guess my trade? I'm going to catch you anyway. You...

It's a lonely life I live and I live this life to go and if I leave you with one thing it's just that I want you to know I'll still be loving you tonight. I left flowers on your table, left the lock on your door. Staked a claim in your heartlands, put gr...

They call it Stormy Monday But Tuesday's just as bad. They call it Stormy Monday But Tuesday's just as bad. Lord, and Wednesday's worse And Thursday's all so bad. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go o...

Strange avenues where you lose all sense of direction and everywhere is Main Street in the winter sun. The wino sleeps --- cold coat lined with he money section. Looking like a a record cover from 1971. And here am I --- warm feet and a limo waiting. Sha...

Fish and chips, sandpaper lips and a rainy pavement. Soho lights, another night --- thinking of you. Black cat, sat on a wall, winks at me darkly. Suggesting ways and means that I might win a smile --- Aas you leave the place where you work until 12.30 An...

Brings jasmine tea on a painted tray and bends to kiss my frown away. But I'm still still stuck in the August rain; stuck out in the cloudburst once again. The cover's on, the coast is clear. We're all battened down, only us here. But I'm still still st...

I once met a girl with the life in her hands and we lay together on the summerday sands. I gave her my raincoat and told her, "Lady, be good!'' And we made truth together, where no one else would. I smiled through her fingers and ran the dust through her hands...

Woke up this morning to look at things in their funny way Why can't they be like they used to be only yesterday? Ooh, bring back my sunshine day I look at things that once were mine with such despair Why do the things I say only fall on empty air? Ooh, bring...

You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream, can't hear your daddy's warning cry. You're going back to be all the things you want to be, while in sweet dreams you softly sigh. You hear my voice is calling to be mine again, live the rest of your life in a...

I was no good on the rugger field. Pushing and kicking, brutish boys bothered me. Sensitive and caring seemed the lighter, brighter way to be. Mr Jennings, good housemaster, seemed instinctively to understand. Touched me with his gentle presence. Under bedclo...

Shake a leg, it's the big rush, can't find a taxi can't find a bus. Bodies jammed in the underground evacuating London town. Nowhere to put your feet as the big store shoppers and the pavements meet. Red lights --- pin stripes --- short step shuffle into th...

Well the dawn was coming, heard him ringing on my bell. He said, ``My name's the teacher, that is what I call myself. And I have a lesson that I must impart to you. It's an old expression but I must insist it's true. Jump up, look around, find yourself some f...