Aqualung lyrics
Song information
Artist: Jethro Tull Album: M.U. - The Best Of Jethro Tull
Lyrics
Sitting on a park bench -- Eyeing little girls with bad intent Snot running down his nose -- Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes Hey, aqualung Drying in the cold sun -- Watching as the frilly panties run Hey, aqualung Feeling like a dead duck -- Spitting out pieces of his broken luck Oh/hey, aqualung 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 army's up the rode Salvation a la mode and A cup of tea Aqualung my friend -- Don't you start away uneasy You poor old sod, you see, it's only me Do you still remember December's 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
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 army's up the rode Salvation a la mode and A cup of tea Aqualung my friend -- Don't you start away uneasy You poor old sod, you see, it's only me
Aqualung my friend -- Don't you start away uneasy You poor old sod, you see, it's only me
Sitting on a park bench -- Eyeing little girls with bad intent Snot running down his nose -- Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes Hey, aqualung Drying in the cold sun -- Watching as the frilly panties run Hey, aqualung Feeling like a dead duck -- Spitting out pieces of his broken luck Oh/hey, aqualung
Ohh, aqualung
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