歌词
Aqualung - Jethro Tull
作词:Ian Anderson/Jennie Anderson
Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls
With bad intent
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
Aqualung my friend
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Aqualung my friend
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck Aqualung my friend
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
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
Screaming agony
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
With deep-sea diver sounds
And the flowers bloom like
Madness in the spring
Sun streaming 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
Ohohoho
Feeling alone
The army's up the road
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
Ohohoh
Aqualung my friend Don't start away uneasy
You poor old sod you see it's only me
Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing idle girls with bad intent
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
Aqualung my friend
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Aqualung my friend
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Aqualung my friend ohohoh Aqualung my friend
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