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Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of A New Day - Jethro Tull

"Mean while back in the year one When you belonged to no one You didnt stand a chance son If your pants were undone Cause you were bread for humanity And sold to society One day youll wake in the present"

Living In These Hard Times - Jethro Tull

"The bomb's in the china. The fat's in the fire. There's no turkey left on the table. The commuter's return on the six o'clock flyer brings no bale of hay for the stable. Well, the light, it is failing"

Skating Away (On The Thin Ice Of The New Day) - Jethro Tull

"Mean while back in the year one When you belonged to no one You didnt stand a chance son If your pants were undone Cause you were bread for humanity And sold to society One day youll wake in the present"

Jack In The Green - Jethro Tull

"Have you seen Jack-In-The-Green? With his long tail hanging down. He quietly sits under every tree --- in the folds of his velvet gown. He drinks from the empty acorn cup the dew that dawn sweetly bestows. And"

Too Old To Rock 'N' Roll; Too Young To Die - Jethro Tull

"The old Rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light. Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams --- the transport caf' prophet"

Cross Eyed Mary - Jethro Tull

"Who would be a poor man, a beggar man, a thief If he had a rich man in his hand And who would steal the candy From a laughing baby's mouth If he could take it from the money man Cross eyed Mary Goes"

Fylingdale Flyer - Jethro Tull

"Through clear skies tracking lightly from far down the line No fanfare, just a blip on the screen No quick conclusions now --- everything will be fine Short-circuit glitsch and not what it seems Fylingdale"

Clasp - Jethro Tull

"We travellers on the endless wastes in single orbits, gliding cold-eyed march towards the dawn behind hard-weather hoods a-hiding. Meeting as the tall ships do, passing in the channel afraid to chance"

I'm Your Gun - Jethro Tull

"Blew my smoke on a sunny day when the first black powder came my way. Hot lead ball from a muzzle cold --- to win fair lady and take your gold. I know it hardly seems the time --- (I am your gun)"

Stormy Monday Blues - Jethro Tull

"I said they call it Stormy Monday But I said [...] I said they call it Stormy Monday [...] Wednesday's full of sorrow, I said that Thursday's oh-so, it's oh-so-sad. It's oh-so-sad. I said lord,"

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