Jethro Tull piosenki

The old Rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light. Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams --- the transport caf' prophet of doom. Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams in...

Stopped off on a long drive. Down from the high country. Spent a long time sitting here, Long time counting hot miles. Ohh, oh I'd like a cup of black coffee and a piece of sweet cake. But the girl in the print dress doesn't want my money-- she won't tak...

Short Arctic desert day --- and someone left their snow-shoes in the tundra. Look around every which way but I can't see just where the footprints go. Is it a casual disappearance? --- Plucked from the middle atmosphere like straw wind-blown. No speck o...

I'll see you at the Weighing-In, when your life's sum-total's made and you set your wealth in Godly deeds against the sins you've laid. And you place your final burden on your hard-pressed next of kin: Send the chamber-pot back down the line to be filled up ag...

Keep it quiet. (Go slow.) Circulate. Need to know. Stamp the date upon your file --- Masquerade, but well worth while. Wrapped in the warmth of you --- Wrapped up in your smile. Wrapped in the folds of your attention. Wear an air --- (keep mum) Of ca...

Keep it quiet (Go slow) Circulate, need to know Stamp the date upon your file Masquerade, but well worth while Wrapped in the warmth of you Wrapped up in your smile Wrapped in the folds of your attention Wear an air (Keep mum) Of casual indifference Careful...

Working on the late shift --- first drink of the day. Pull a chair up to the table, have to look the other way. What kind of place am I in? And who's this over here? Shaking through the silver bubbles climbing through my beer. Won't let it move me, but I c...

See black, see yellow with little notebooks drawn See grey stripes bowling down the street Silver streaks and t-shirts so precisely torn Strange foreign chaps in white bed-sheets --- Uniforms See golden halo’d men of high renown Prance to the politicians’ bea...

I'm going up the 'pool from down the smoke below To taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our Aunty Flo. The candyfloss salesman watches ladies in the sand Down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they'll be meeting Mister Universe. The iron tower smiles down...

Take you to the cinema and leave you in a Wimpy Bar you tell me that we've gone to far come running up to me. Make the scene at Cousin Jack's leave him put the bottles back mends his glasses that I cracked well that one's up to me. Buy a silver cloud to ride p...

Where did it come from, where's it going? Upper sixth loan shark, numbers flowing From the pen that never forgets, Recording ledgers, each-way safe bets. Fauntleroys and first form fags, allowances all overspent. Pater's guilty generosity safely deposited aga...

Do we inhabit some micro-space And interface through wires. Dance on a printed circuit board Throw the software to the fires. My memory’s slim --- so volatile But I’m learning. Plug yourself in. stay for awhile. Un-discerning. And on dusty terminals Finger me...

Wake hard in the morning, see the young girl milking Stream rushing by on a bed of stone Old goats and sandstone cracking, all containing Squeezing that river like it squeeze your bones In the long red, red valley People live here too long In the long red, re...

Walking on velvet green. Scots pine growing. Isn't it rare to be taking the air, singing. Walking on velvet green. Walking on velvet green. Distant cows lowing. Never a care: with your legs in the air, loving. Walking on velvet green. Won't you have my company...

I'll take you down to that bright city mile there to powder your sweet face and paint on a smile, that will show all of the pleasures and none of the pain, when you join my explosion and play with my games. WarChild dance the days, and dance the nights away. W...

I sit by the cutting on the Beaconsfield line. He's watching me watching the trains go by. And they move so fast --- boy, they really fly. He's still watching me watching you watching the trains go by. And the way he stares --- feel like locking my door...

Whenever I get to feel this way, try to find new words to say, I think about the bad old days we used to know. Nights of winter turn me cold fears of dying, getting old. We ran the race and the race was won by running slowly. Could be soon we'll cease to so...

Good morning Weathercock: How did you fare last night? Did the cold wind bite you, did you face up to the fright When the leaves spin from October and whip around your tail? Did you shake from the blast, did you shiver through the gale? Give us direction; the...

I was in my watering-hole with some ugly friends of mine when he door came off its hinges like a cork from fizzy wine. He said, My name is Jesus: I'm the leader of the band. Got to set up my equipment, if you boys can lend a hand. Oh yeah. When Jesus came...

She drifted from some minor festival. Didn't look like any sumrner of love: just a thousand weekend warriors in a muddy field. She was the hand to fit my glove. Funny thing, the innocence of the lonely. Funny thing, the charm of the young. See how she m...