Critique Oblique

Critique Oblique - Jethro Tull

Written by：Ian Anderson

Critic of the black and white

It's your first night

The Passion Play gets in the way

Spoils your insight

Tell me how the baby's made

How the lady's laid

Why the old dogs howl with sadness

The blue thing in the ball leaves naught

But a bloody footprint on

The memory of last summer's trip to Europe

Did you buy a passport from the queen

And your little sister's immaculate

Virginity wings away on the bony

Shoulder of a young horse named

George who stole surreptitiously

Into her geography revision

The examining body examined her body