Jethro Tull piosenki

Tear it down in double quick time To get the eighth truck shifted 'bout midnight The locker rooms are empty but the Strobo Tickers still spin with their pitching lights And someone with a yellow pass Gives out precise directions as to where and when And...

Critic of the black and white It's your first night. The Passion Play gets in the way, Spoils your insight. Tell me how the baby's made, How the lady's laid, Why the old dogs howl with sadness. The blue thing in the ball leaves naught but a bloody foo...

Who would be a poor man, a beggarman, a thief if he had a rich man in his hand. And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth if he could take it from the money man. Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again. She signs no contract but she always plays...

Spring light in a hazy May and a man with a gun at the door Someone's crawling on the roof above --- all the media here for the show I've been waiting for our friends to come Like spiders down ropes to free-fall A thirty round clip for a visiting card --- admi...

Walking on air, shoulder and head above you. Down in the street, black canyons walking through. Hooded sad eyes, fixed on your shuffle shoes. Life is a clue in your crossword. Typewriter turk. Telephone terror takes time to wind down. Push-button finger shake...

May I make my fond excuses for the lateness of the hour, but we accept your invitation, and we bring you Beltane's flower. For the May Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track. And those who ancient lines did lay will heed the song that cal...

Desert candle in a tented space throwing softer shadows on a covered face. Sister, silent to the likes of me -- Pay my respects to her propriety. Is this some crazy woman here, dancing behind her thin black veil? Am I misreading those mysterious eyes?...

Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall? said the lady in her parlor said the butler in the hall. Is there time for another? cried the drunkard in his sleep. Not likely said the little child. What's done the Lord can keep. And the vicar sta...

She's really turned on by the television, and vice versa. Here's a song called... and stil features Clive. It's a ...Yes, right. Rearranged though, nevertheless. A new lease on life. In other words, it's just a bit louder. ``Dharma For One''. Dharma, seek...

I've been treated for mild depression and I've been treated for growing pains. I've been treated for hallucinations; now I can see it all coming again. Well, you can wind me up. Yeah, you can slow me down. You can dig a little, and you can mess me around....

You ever had a day like I had today, when things are stacked up bad? You look around and every face you see seems guaranteed to send you mad. And you peer into those hallowed institutions. And they bark at you from every side. But the bite goes wide. I...

It's a wide world out there So much wider than imagined I can't quite put my finger on the pulse Of your heart softly beating Just beneath the raw silk sheen That reflects the tints of autumn from the hills. So punch my name. And in case you wonder - I...

I am your neighbor. I seem most respectable, But underneath I'm an iniquitous toad. So many dreadful mishaps have befallen you --- down at the end of your road. And I live down the end of your road. I'm working on ways to remove you from paradise --- from you...

I have one foot in the graveyard and the other on the bus And the passengers do trample each other in the rush And the chicken hearted lawman is throwing up his fill To see the kindly doctor to pass the super pill Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor...

Your mother she protected you And softened every blow And brought you up to fear the worst To be careful as you go And the learned educators With drip-feed [thrifty?] facts to fill You up to here with reason Well-meaning overkill If you find yourself...

Will they ever stop drivin' me? Have they ever taken time to see That I need some rest if I'm to do my best? Can I please stop workin' so hard? They just tell me gotta close it hard. Got to think of my health. Can I be by myself? Oh, they tell me I'l...

Clear light on a slick palm as I mis-deal the day Slip the night from a shaved pack make a marked card play Call twilight hours down from a heaven home high above the highest bidder for the good Lord's throne In the wee hours I'll meet you down by Dun Ringill...

In the late hours of a sunset rendezvous --- chill breeze against tide, that carries me from you. Got a job in a southern city --- got some lead-free in my tank. Now I must whisper goodbye --- I'm bound for the mainland. Island in the city, Cut by a cold sea....

As one, wet merchants turn their eyes towards the west. Trade winds falter as if in dire consequence. Freezing fish to fry, fail to materialise. Christ-child, blood-warm current sends to touch the skies. El Niño. El Niño. Bathing in uncertainty, another age S...

She smiles at me from beyond the eastern sea-shore. Flashing jewelled eyes, she hoists her skirts so high. Nouvelle cuisine or an oyster bar --- it's really up to her. I'll write every cheque she brings to me. I shoot on sight --- it's my European legacy. Rou...