One White Duck O 10 = Nothing At All - Jethro Tull (杰叟罗图)

There's a haze on the skyline

To wish me on my way

And there's a note on

The telephone some roses on a tray

And the motorway's stretching right out to us all

As I pull on my old wings

One white duck on your wall

Isn't it just too damn real

One white duck on your wall

One duck on your wall

I'll catch a ride on your violin

Strung upon your bow

And I'll float on your melody

Sing your chorus soft and low

There's a picture-view

Postcard to say that I called

You can see from the fireplace

One white duck on your wall

Isn't it just too damn real

One white duck on your wall

One duck on your wall

One duck on your wall

So fly away Peter and fly away

Paul from the finger-tip

Ledge of contentment

Well the long restless rustle

Of high-heeled boots calls

And I'm probably bound

To deceive you after all

Something must be wrong

With me and my brain

If I'm so patently unrewarding

But my dreams are for dreaming

And best left that way

And my zero to your power

Of ten equals nothing at all

There's no double-lock defense

There's no chain on my door

I'm available for consultation

But remember your way in is also my way out

And love's four-letter word is no compensation

Well I'm the Black Ace dog-handler:

I'm a waiter on skates

So don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion

Because I'm up to my deaf ears

In cold breakfast trays

To be cleared before I can dine

On your sweet Sunday lunch confusion