Текст песни Jethro Tull - Up The `Pool
Jethro Tull - Up The `Pool слова песни
I`m going up the `pool from down the smoke below
to taste my mum`s jam sarnies and see our Aunty Flo.
The candyfloss salesman watches ladies in the sand
down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they`ll be meeting
Mister Universe.
The iron tower smiles down upon the silver sea
and along the golden mile they`ll be swigging mugs of tea.
The politicians there who`ve come to take the air
while posing for the daily press
will look around and blame the mess
on Edward Bear.
There`ll be bucket, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days,
seaweed and sand castles, icy waves.
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,
sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze.
We`re going up the `pool from down the smoke below
to taste my mum`s jam sarnies and see our Aunty Flo.
The candy floss salesman watches ladies in the sand
down for a freaky weekend in the hope that they`ll be meeting
Mister Universe.
There`ll be buckets, spades and bingo, cockles, mussels, rainy days,
seaweed and sand castles, icy waves,
Deck chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,
sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze.
Oh Blackpool,
oh Blackpool.