Aqualung Lyrics
by Jethro Tull
Intro:
Sit-ting on a park bench - eye-ing lit-tle girls - with bad in-tent
Snot is runnig down his nose -greassy 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 Aqualung
Verse on Acoustic:
Sun streaking cold an old man wandring lonely,
taking time the only way he knows.
Legs 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 road,
salvation a la mode and a cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy.
You poor old sod see it's only me.
(faster and heavier)
Do you still remember,Decembers foggy freeze
when the ice that clings onto your beard
was screaming agony?
And your ratling last breaths with deepseadiver sounds
and the flowers bloom like madness in the spring.
Solo:
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