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♪
Jeffrey Goes To Leicester Square
Jethro Tull
Jeffrey
Goes
To
Leicester
Square
Bright city woman walking down
Leicester
Square
everyday. Gonna get a piece of my mind. You think you're not a piece of my kind.
♪
Song For Jeffrey
Jethro Tull
Don't see what I do not want
to
see, you don't hear what I don't say. Won't be what I don't want
to
be, I continue in my way.
♪
A Song For Jeffrey
Jethro Tull
A Song For
Jeffrey
Gonna lose my way tomorrow, gonna give away my car. I'd take you along with me, but you would not go so far.
♪
For Michael Collins, Jeffrey And Me
Jethro Tull
For Michael Collins,
Jeffrey
And Me Watery eyes of the last sighing seconds, blue reflections mute and dim beckon tearful child of wonder
to
repentance of the sin.
♪
A Song For Jeffrey (2008 Digital Remaster - Mono)
Jethro Tull
Don't see what I do not want
to
see, You don't hear what I don't say. Won't be what I don't want
to
be, I continue in my way.
♪
The Secret Language Of Birds, PT. 2
Jethro Tull
Try taking it up a key like that Nightingale still over there in Berkeley
Square
. Do we have problems of communication? There's something I don't know and you can't explain it
to
me.
♪
Inside
Jethro Tull
Inside All the places I've been make it hard
to
begin
to
enjoy life again on the inside, but I mean
to
.
♪
Heavy Water
Jethro Tull
Thumping in my heart, and it's hurting me
to
see. Smokestack blowing, now they're pouring heavy water on me, pouring heavy water on me, pouring heavy water on me, heavy water.
♪
Leicester Square
Rancid
I got some hard times Two punks up on the subway It's a long way
to
go
To
get
to
Leicester
Square
A hard line It's the one you gotta cross The one you gotta cross
To
get you anywhere Michael's on his way
♪
The Story Of The Hare Who Lost His Spectacles
Jethro Tull
The Story Of The Hare Who Lost His Spectacles (Words by
Jeffrey
Hammond) [Spoken:] This is the story of the hare who lost his spectacles. Owl loved
to
rest quietly whilst no one was watching.
♪
Journeyman
Jethro Tull
Journeyman Spine-tingling railway sleepers Sleepy houses lying four-
square
and firm. Orange beams divide the darkness Rumbling fit
to
turn the waking worm.
♪
Sleeping With The Dog
Jethro Tull
Her heart is like a pack of cards: one chance
to
guess it right. Sometimes I do. She's got a tongue like a viper, but she can whisper like a dove.
♪
Pied Piper
Jethro Tull
Pied Piper Now if you think Ray blew it, there was nothing
to
it. They patched him up as good as new.
♪
Rock Island
Jethro Tull
And all roads out of here, seem
to
lead right back
to
the Rock Island. Rock Island. I've gone back
to
Paris, London, and even riding on a jumbo
to
Bombay.
♪
Cross Eyed Mary
Jethro Tull
Who would be a poor man a beggarman, a thief if he had a rich 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
♪
Dogs In The Midwinter
Jethro Tull
You look around and every face you see seems guaranteed
to
send you mad. And you peer into those hallowed institutions. And they bark at you from every side. But the bite
goes
wide.
♪
Light the sun
Jethro Tull
The fading hero has returned
to
the night and fully pregnant with the day, wise men endorse the poet's sight. Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!
♪
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.
♪
Aqualung (BBC Ver.)
Jethro Tull
run Aqualung 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
♪
Aqualung (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975)
Jethro Tull
run Aqualung 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
♪
Hunting Girl
Jethro Tull
Hunting Girl One day I walked the road and crossed a field
to
go by where the hounds ran hard. And on the master raced: behind the hunters chased
to
where the path was barred.
♪
Postcard Day
Jethro Tull
Rounding up
to
the zero, adding infinite fractions, letting nine become ten. Two pink doves strut the shingles picking crumbs from the breakfast I saved for you dear.
♪
Baker St. Muse - Baker St. Muse
Jethro Tull
station stand With cold print hands Symphony word player, I'll be your headline If you catch me another time Didn't make her with my Baker Street Ruse Couldn't shake her with my Baker Street Bruise Like
to
♪
Cross-Eyed Mary (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975)
Jethro Tull
Who would be a poor man, a beggarman, a thief if he had a rich 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
♪
Memory Bank
Jethro Tull
The ice-cream lady wets her drawers,
to
see you in the passion play. Take the prize for instant pleasure, captain of the cricket team public speaking in all weathers, a knighthood from a queen.
♪
Baker Street Muse
Jethro Tull
From the typing pool
goes
the mini-skirted princess with great finesse. Fertile earth-mother, your burial mound is fifty feet down in the Baker Street underground. (What the hell!)
♪
Baker St. Muse:Pig-Me And The...
Jethro Tull
From the typing pool
goes
the mini-skirted princess with great finesse. Fertile earth-mother, your burial mound is fifty feet down in the Baker Street underground. (What the hell!)
♪
Nothing To Say
Jethro Tull
Nothing
To
Say Everyday there's someone asking "What is there
to
do?" Should I love or should I fight, is it all the same
to
you?
♪
We Used To Know
Jethro Tull
We Used
To
Know Whenever I get
to
feel this way, try
to
find new words
to
say, I think about the bad old days we used
to
know. Nights of winter turn me cold fears of dying, getting old.
♪
When Jesus Came To Play
Jethro Tull
When Jesus Came
To
Play I was in my watering-hole with some ugly friends of mine when he door came off its hinges like a cork from fizzy wine.
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