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Lyrics for Aqualung by Tull Jethro:
| | | Artist: | Tull Jethro |
| | Album: | Aqualung | | Track: | Aqualung | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 68 | | | | Lyrics: | Sitting on a park bench
eyeing up little girls with bad intent.
Snot running down his
nose
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the
frilly panties run.
Feeling like a dead duck
spitting out pieces of his broken
luck.
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
goes down to a bog
to
warm his feet.
Feeling alone
the army's up the rode
salvation a la mode
and
a cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend
don't 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
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