Glued to the kerbstone, staring.. Frozen at the stop-sign too.. See that crazy suicide mongrel.. He's going to try to cross that avenue.. Old dog of experience,.
Good morning, gentlemen. Why the uneasy frowns. Too much everything and I can't recall. Did I let you down. . Nobody will answer me. Makes me feel that I want to die.
Orion, won't you give me your star sign. Orion, get up on the sky-line. I'm high on my hill and I feel fine. Orion, let's sip the heavens' heady wine.
Jethro Tull. Minstrel In The Gallery. One White Duck / 0^{10} = Nothing At All. 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.
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,.
Smile your little smile --- take some tea with me awhile.. Brush away that black cloud from your shoulder.. Twitch your whiskers. Feel that you're really real..
Hair stands high on the cat's back like. a ridge of threatening hills.. Sheepdogs howl, make tracks and growl ---. their tails hanging low.. And young children falter in their games.
Well, you got a big-jib crane waiting to pick you up.. Mmmm, you see those snakes that crawl, they're just dying. to trip you up.. Live out in sad shacks at the back of town..
Nothing is easy.. Though time gets you worrying. My friend, it's OK.. Just take your life easy. And stop all that hurrying,. Be happy my way.. . When tension starts mounting.
Black and viscous--bound to cure blue lethargy. Sugar-plum petroleum for energy. Tightrope-balanced payments need a small reprieve. Oh, please believe we want to be.
I looked out of my window, saw a stencil black,. NO STEP. NO STEP.. There were nervous mothers with children crying in the back.. NO STEP. NO STEP.. Someone bought me my ticket, now I'm on the wing..
Did you learn your lines today?. Well, there is no rehearsal.. The tickets have all been sold. For tomorrow's matinee.. . There's a telegram from the writer,.
Keep your eyes open and prick up your ears,. Rehearse your loudest cry.. There's folk out there who would do you harm. So I'll sing you no lullaby.. .
People what have you done?. Locked Him in His golden cage. Golden cage. . Made Him bend to your religion. Him resurrected from the grave. From the grave.
My Sunday feeling is coming on over me.. My Sunday feeling is coming on over me,. Now that the night is over.. Got to clear my head so I can see.. Till I get to put together,.
The poacher and his daughter. throw soft shadows on the water in the night.. A thin moon slips behind them. as they pull the net with no betraying light..
Oh the leaded window opened. but you moved the dancing candle flame. and the first moths of summer. suicidal came, oh suicidal came.. . And the new breeze chattered.
As I did walk by Hampstead Fair. I came upon Mother Goose. So I turned her loose--. She was screaming.. And a foreign student said to me. Was it really true.
When we're working nights, the village 'round. The old church becomes scary town. All curtained windows and bolted doors. But never an eye to see. . As us fairy folks sweep from the hill.
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