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Jethro Tull - Aqualung

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[06:35.11]·6y ago

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[00:06.48] Sitting on a park bench

[00:09.47] Eying little girls with bad intent

[00:19.24] Snots running down his nose

[00:23.49] Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, hey, Aqualung

[00:32.99] Drying in the cold sun

[00:37.49] Watching as the frilly panties run, hey, Aqualung

[00:46.62] Feeling like a dead duck

[00:50.90] Spitting out pieces of his broken luck, oh, Aqualung

[01:00.65] Sun streaking cold, an old man wandering lonely

[01:08.40] Taking time, the only way he knows

[01:16.80] Leg hurting bad as he bends to pick a dog end

[01:24.41] He goes down to a bog and warms his feet

[01:35.92] Feeling alone, the army's up the road

[01:43.96] Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea

[01:51.86] Aqualung, my friend, don't you start away uneasy

[02:00.06] You poor old sod, you see it's only me

[02:11.60] Do you still remember

[02:14.11] December's foggy freeze

[02:16.93] When the ice that clings on to your beard

[02:19.54] It was screaming agony

[02:21.89] Hey and you snatch your rattling last breaths

[02:24.68] With deep-sea diver sounds

[02:27.02] And the flowers bloom like

[02:29.01] Madness in the spring

[02:35.08] Sun streaking cold, an old man wandering lonely

[02:40.52] Taking time, the only way he knows

[02:46.76] Leg hurting bad as he bends to pick a dog end

[02:51.22] He goes down to a bog and warms his feet

[02:58.90] Feeling alone, the army's up the road

[03:04.45] Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea

[03:10.36] Aqualung my friend don't you start away uneasy

[03:14.96] You poor old sod, you see it's only me

[04:49.00] Aqualung my friend don't you start away uneasy

[04:56.11] You poor old sod, you see it's only me

[05:16.86] Sitting on a park bench

[05:19.80] Eying up little girls with bad intent

[05:28.53] Snots running down his nose

[05:34.11] Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, hey Aqualung

[05:43.16] Drying in the cold sun

[05:48.01] Watching as the frilly panties run, hey Aqualung

[05:57.23] Feeling like a dead duck

[06:01.61] Spitting out pieces of his broken luck, hey Aqualung

[06:21.38] Oh Aqualung

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