Aqualung (Live) [2004 Remaster] (Live; 2004 Remaster)

Aqualung (Live|2004 Remaster) - Jethro Tull

Sittin' on a park bench

Eyein' little girls

With bad intent

Snot runnin' down his nose

Greasy fingers smearin' shabby clothes

Dryin' in the cold sun

Watchin' as the frilly panties run

Feelin' like a dead duck

Spittin' out pieces of his broken luck

Sun streakin' cold

An old man wanderin' lonely

Takin' time

The only way he knows

Leg hurtin' 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

Screamin' agony

And you snatch your rattlin' last breaths

With deep sea diver sounds

And the flowers bloom like

Madness in the spring

Sun streakin' cold

An old man wanderin' lonely

Takin' time

The only way he knows

Leg hurtin' 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

Aqualung my friend

Don't start away uneasy

You poor old sod

You see it's only me

Oh you know its only me

Sittin' on a park bench

Eyein' little girls

With bad intent

Snot runnin' down his nose

Greasy fingers smearin' shabby clothes

Dryin' in the cold sun

Watchin' as the frilly panties run

Feelin' like a dead duck

Spittin' out pieces of his broken luck