From A Dead Beat To An Old Greaser Lyrics - Too Old To Rock N Roll - Jethro Tull

From a dead beat to an old greaser, here's thinking of you. 

You won't remember the long nights; 

coffee bars; black tights and white thighs 

in shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world made 

of dummies (with no mummies or daddies to reject them). 

When bombs were banned every Sunday and the Shadows played F.B.I. 

And tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture --- 

sat in the station sharing wet dreams of Charlie Parker, 

Jack Kerouac, Ren'e Magritte, to name a few of the heroes 

who were too wise for their own good --- left the young brood to 

go on living without them. 

Old queers with young faces --- who remember your name, 

though you're a dead beat with tired feet; 

two ends that don't meet. 

To a dead beat from an old greaser. 

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Think you must have me all wrong. 

I didn't care, friend. I wasn't there, friend, 

If it's the price of pint that you need, ask me again. 

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