Текст песни Jethro Tull - Wounded, Old And Treacherous
Jethro Tull - Wounded, Old And Treacherous слова песни
A walk on the quiet side, late in the day --
Don`t mean to get in anybody`s way.
The Gods seem willing: sun`s in the sky.
Old crows cawing as the straight crows fly.
There was a time when love was the law.
There was a time for the tooth and the claw.
Last rites given, no holds barred.
Heaven Express on my credit card.
Now let me draw the jungle line --
I won`t cross yours if you don`t cross mine.
Won`t make trouble, I don`t need no fuss.
But I`m wounded, old and I`m treacherous.
Allow me to draw the jungle line --
you cross it once, you cross some friends of mine.
They won`t make trouble, they don`t need no fuss
but they`re wounded, old and they`re treacherous.
In the crisp of evening, on sacred ground --
Ghosts of fathers pushing moonbeams round.
Big cats prowling inside your head --
They left for China; better left for dead.
Let me draw the jungle line --
I won`t cross yours if you don`t cross mine.
Won`t make trouble, I don`t need no fuss.
But I`m wounded, old and I`m treacherous.
A walk on the quiet side, late in the day --
Don`t mean to get in anybody`s way.
The Gods seem willing: sun`s in the sky.
Old crows cawing as the straight crows fly.
There was a time when love was the law.
There was a time for the tooth and the claw.
Last rites given, no holds barred.
Heaven Express on my credit card.
living mountains going to shake that town --
big mother calling you from underground.
She don`t want trouble, she don`t need no fuss.
But she`s wounded, old and treacherous.