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      Aqualung (Live)

      Aqualung (Live)

      Jethro Tull

      Album: Bursting Out, CD2

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      Jethro Tull - Aqualung (Live) Música y Letra

      Sitting on the park bench --
      eyeing little girls with bad intent.
      Snot is running down his nose --
      greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
      Aqualung
      Drying in the cold sun --
      Watching as the frilly panties run.
      Aqualung
      Feeling like a dead duck --
      spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
      Whoa, aqualung
      
      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 --
      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, you see, it's only me.
      Do you still remember
      The December's foggy freeze --
      when the ice that
      clings on to your beard was
      screaming agony.
      And you snatch your rattling last breaths
      with deep-sea-diver sounds,
      and the flowers bloom like
      madness in the spring.

      Jethro Tull - Aqualung (Live) Música y Letra

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