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Текст песни Jethro Tull - Aqualung

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Sitting on a park bencheyeing up little girlwith bad intent.Snot running down his nosegreasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.Drying in the cold sunWatching as the frilly panties run.Feeling like a dead duckspitting out pieces of his broken luck.Sun streaking coldan old man wandering lonely.Taking timethe only way he knows.Leg hurting bad,as he bends to pick a dog endgoes down to a bog towarm his feet.Feeling alonethe army`s up the rodesalvation a la mode anda cup of tea.Aqualung my frienddon`t start away uneasyyou poor old sodyou see it`s only me.Do you still rememberDecember`s foggy freezewhen the ice thatclings on to your beard isscreaming agony.And you snatch your rattling last breathswith deep-sea diver sounds,and the flowers bloom likemadness in the spring.

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