Текст песни Jethro Tull -  Baker Street Muse (Crash-barrier waltzer)   
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And here slip I - dragging one foot in the gutter - 
In the midnight echo of the shop that sells cheap radios. 
And there sits she - no bed, no bread nor butter - 
On a double yellow line where she can park anytime. 
Old Lady Grey; Crash-barrier Waltzer - 
Some only son`s mother. Baker Street casualty. 
Oh, Mr. Policeman - blue shirt ballet master. 
Feet in sticking plaster - Move the old lady on. 
Strange pas-de-deux - His Romeo to her Juliet. 
Her sleeping draught his poisoned regret. 
No drunken bums allowed to sleep here in the crowded emptiness. 
Oh officer, oh let me send her to a cheap hotel - 
I`ll pay the bill and make her well - like hell you bloody will! 
No do-good over kill. We must teach them to be still more independent.