One White Duck/0=Nothing At All lyrics
Song information
Artist: Jethro Tull Album: Minstrel In The Gallery
Lyrics
There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way And there's a note on the telephone --- some roses on a Tray And the motorway's stretching right out to us all As I pull on my old wings --- one white duck On your wall Isn't it just too damn real? I'll catch a ride on your violin --- strung upon your bow And I'll float on your melody --- sing your chorus soft And low There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called You can see from the fireplace, one white duck On your wall Isn't it just too damn real? So fly away peter and fly away paul --- from the Finger-tip ledge of contentment The long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls And I'm probably bound to deceive you after all
Something must be wrong with me and my brain --- If I'm so patently unrewarding But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that Way --- and my zero to your power of ten equals Nothing at all
There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door I'm available for consultation But remember your way in is also my way out, and Love's four-letter word is no compensation
Well, I'm the black ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on Skates --- so don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays --- To be cleared before I can dine on your sweet sunday Lunch confusion
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Minstrel In The Gallery" album track list
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