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End Game Jethro Tull End Game I'm slipping into grey. And I was (in my way) good to you. And you were good for me. Bye bye my love. Going to play the end game. It's growing kind of still. THE END Jethro Tull THE END The Foot Of Our Stairs* We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door, eat in the corner, talk to the floor, cheating the spiders who come to say "Please'', (politely). Down At The End Of Your Road Jethro Tull Down At The End Of Your Road I am your neighbor. I seem most respectable, But underneath I'm an iniquitous toad. So many dreadful mishaps have befallen you down at the end of your road. Cross Eyed Mary Jethro Tull his hand And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth if he could take it from the money man Cross eyed Mary goes jumping in again She signs no contract but she always plays the game Trains Jethro Tull Trains Here I am at the end of the day with a cup of cold coffee from the station buffet. On trains, on trains I seem to spend my life on trains. See the blue suit banker in the ticket line. Just Trying To Be Jethro Tull You're going wrong if their game you don't play, And that the song I sing will lead you astray. Unfeeling, feel lonely rejection, Unknowing, know you're going wrong. A New Day Yesterday Jethro Tull Spent a long time looking for a game to play. My luck should be so bad now to turn out this way. Oh I had to leave today just when I thought I'd found you. Solitaire Jethro Tull And every night his act's the same and so it must be all a game of chess he's playing, but you're wrong, Steve. You see, it's only solitaire Only Solitaire Jethro Tull And every night his act's the same and so it must be all a game of chess he's playing [spoken] "But you're wrong, Steve: you see, it's only solitaire." So Much Trouble Jethro Tull So Much Trouble My baby left me, my mule got lame, lost all my money in a poker game. Wind storm came one summer's day, carried the house and lift it away. Cross-Eyed Mary (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull man in his hand And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth if he could take it from the money man Cross eyed Mary goes jumping in again She signs no contract but she always plays the game Fylingdale Flyer Jethro Tull One last quick game of bowls we can still win the day. Fail-safe; forget the things that you saw. Reasons For Waiting Jethro Tull So here's hoping you've faith in impossible schemes, that are born in the sigh of the wind blowing by while the dimming light brings the end to a night of loving Baker St. Muse - Pig-Me And The Whore Jethro Tull between Blandford Street and Mars Proposition, deal Flying button feel Testicle testing Wallet ever bulging Dressed to the left, divulging the wrinkles of his years Wedding bell induced fears Shedding bell end Astronomy Jethro Tull I look in wonder, I feel no shame see the consequences of the game. Expand the universe. Head for the Big Bang. Reach for my switch and shout gonna turn the big sky out. HARD LINER Jethro Tull I'm like some big game trophy hat-stand in the hall. But I remember warm and loving nights. Her [red?] hair, restaurants, Swaying bust, headlights It's a funny thing. Hard liner. Bungle In The Jungle (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull your back to send a chill through the night air Is it so frightening to have me at your shoulder Thunder and lightning couldn't be bolder I'll write on your tombstone, ``I thank you for dinner'' This game Aqualung Jethro Tull Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end he goes down to the bog and warms his feet. Feeling alone the army's up the road salvation à la mode and a cup of tea. COMMONS BRAWL Jethro Tull the lives of those Who would guide us through If all is prepped that we should By their example do But there again I think for less For gyving to the wall The wrong house but the right idea To end Aqualung (BBC Ver.) Jethro Tull Feeling like a dead duck spitting out pieces of his broken luck Whoa, aqualung Sun streaking cold an old man wandering lonely Taking time the only way he knows Leg hurting bad as he bends to pick a dog end Aqualung (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull Feeling like a dead duck spitting out pieces of his broken luck Whoa, aqualung Sun streaking cold an old man wandering lonely Taking time the only way he knows Leg hurting bad as he bends to pick a dog end Bungle In The Jungle Jethro Tull Bungle in the Jungle JETHRO TULL Walking through forests of palm tree apartments --- scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents down by the waterhole --- drunk every Friday --- eating their Wind Up (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull When I was young and they packed me off to school and taught me how not to play the game I didn't mind if they groomed me for success or if they said that I was a fool So I left there in the morning with The Chequered Flag (Dead Or Alive) Jethro Tull The hard road's end, the white god's-send is nearer everyday, in dying the old man says, Isn't it grand to be playing to the stand, dead or alive. Strip Cartoon Jethro Tull Sweaty feet, troubled brow we're all in the same game, lady. Life's no bowl of cherries it's a black and white strip cartoon. Wind Up Jethro Tull Wind Up When I was young and they packed me off to school and taught me how not to play the game, I didn't mind if they groomed me for success, or if they said that I was a fool. Flyingdale Flyer Jethro Tull there Green screen liar for a second or so we were runningscared <Interldue> On late shift, feeling drowsy eyes glued to the display Dead cert alert lit match to the straw One last quick game Out Of The Noise Jethro Tull Some towns I know, he could end up in a restaurant wrong side of a table for two. It's enough to send him running, running for cover. Back into traffic, what's a poor dog to do? AWOL Jethro Tull Gristle-burger, frazzled fries end this romantic interlude. Tomorrow morning's sweet awakening could hardly prove to be as rude. Make the journey. Make amends. Too Old To Rock 'n Roll, Too Young To Die Jethro Tull Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light. Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams --- the transport caf' prophet of doom.