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Aqualung - Jethro Tull

"Sitting on a park bench eyeing up little girls with bad intent. Snot running down his nose greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Drying in the cold sun Watching as the frilly panties run. Feeling like"

Aqualung - Morcheeba

"Battle cries We make the swift retreat Paradise It don't come cheap Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep without an aqualung Our will is strong We got to work at where"

Aqualung - The Presidents of the United States of America

"Sitting on a park bench -- eyeing ittle girls with bad intent. Snot running down his nose -- greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Drying in the cold sun -- Watching as the frilly panties run. Feeling"

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"

She Gave Her Heart To Jethro - Tom T. Hall

"I guess you know Jethro went crazy; we've all been crazy sometimes They fixed up his lungs and his fever; but they could not fix up his mind He married a beautiful redhead; of women they say she's a"

She gave her heart to jethro - Hall Tom T

"I guess you know Jethro went crazy; we've all been crazy sometimesThey fixed up his lungs and his fever; but they could not fix up his mindHe married a beautiful redhead; of women they say she's a pearlShe"

By king premission of - Jethro Tull

"Please, let's have a big welcome for Jethro Tull. Whoop! Hello. Hang on, press on. Be back with you in a minute. I'd better not open this now because it might contain contraband. We'll give it to John"

Crew nights - Jethro Tull

"Tear it down in double quick time To get the eighth truck shifted 'bout midnight The locker rooms are empty but the strobe boats? still spin with their pitching lights And someone with a yellow pass Gives"

First Snow On Brooklyn - Jethro Tull

"I flew in on the evening plane. Is it such a good idea that I am here again? And I could cut my cold breath with a knife. And taste the winter of another life. A yellow cab from JFK, the long way round. I"

Wounded, Old And Treacherous - Jethro Tull

"A walk on the quiet side, late in the day -- Don't mean to get in anybody's way. The Gods seem willing: sun's in the sky. Old crows cawing as the straight crows fly. There was a time when love was"

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