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Lyrics for One White Duck 010 Nothing At All by Tull Jethro:
| | | Artist: | Tull Jethro |
| | Album: | Minstrel | | Track: | One White Duck 010 Nothing At All | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 63 | | | | Lyrics: | A one, two, three.
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? One White Duck on your wall.
One Duck on your wall.
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? One White Duck on your wall.
One
Duck on your wall.
So fly away Peter and fly away Paul - from the finger-tip
ledge of
contentment.
The long restless rustle of high heel 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.
And 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 | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
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