Текст песни Jethro Tull - Flying Colours
Jethro Tull - Flying Colours слова песни
Shout if you will, but that just won`t do.
I, for one, would rather follow softer options.
I`ll take the easy line; another sip of wine,
and if I ignore the face you wore it`s just a way of
mine to keep from flying colours.
Don`t lay your bait while the whole world waits
around to see me shoot you down --- It`s all so second-rate.
When we can last for days on a loving night;
or for hours at least on a warm whisper given.
You always pick the best time to rise to the fight.
To break the hard bargain that we`ve driven.
Once again we`re flying colours.
I thought we had it out the night before,
and settled old scores, but not the hard way.
Was it a glass too much? Or a smile too few?
Did our friends all catch the needle match --- did we
want them to?
In a fancy restaurant we were all aglow
keeping cool by mutual permission.
How did the conversation get to where we came to blows?
We were set up in a red condition
and again we`re flying colours.
Shout --- but you see it still won`t do.
With my colours on I can be just as bad as you.
Have I had a glass too much? Did I give a smile too few?
Did our friends all catch the needle match --- did we
want them to?
We act our parts so well, like we wrote the play.
All so predictable and we know it.
We`ll settle old scores now, and settle the hard way.
You may not even live to outgrow it!
Once again we`re flying colours.