Aqualung (live) Lyrics - 10 Great Songs - Jethro Tull

Sitting on a park bench 

Eyeing little girls with bad intent 

Snot running down his nose 

Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes 

Hey, Aqualung 

Drying in the cold sun 

Watching as the frilly panties run 

Hey, Aqualung 

Feeling like a dead duck 

Spitting out pieces of his broken luck 

Whoa, Aqualung 

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 

He goes down to the bog and warms his feet 

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Feeling alone 

The army's up the road 

Salvation à la mode and a cup of tea 

Aqualung, my friend 

Don't you 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 onto your beard was 

Screaming agony? Hey! 

And you snatch your rattling last breaths 

With deep-sea diver sounds 

And the flowers bloom like 

Madness in the spring 

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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 

He goes down to the bog and warms his feet 

Ohh 

Feeling alone 

The army's up the road 

Salvation à la mode and a cup of tea 

Aqualung, my friend 

Don't you start away uneasy 

You poor old sod, you see, it's only me 

Ohh 

Dee dee dee dee dee... 

Aqualung, my friend 

Don't you start away uneasy 

You poor old sod, you see, it's only me 

Sitting on a park bench 

Eyeing little girls with bad intent 

Snot running down his nose 

Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes 

Hey, Aqualung 

Drying in the cold sun 

Watching as the frilly panties run 

Hey, Aqualung 

Feeling like a dead duck 

Spitting out pieces of his broken luck 

Hey, Aqualung 

Whoa, Aqualung