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).

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.

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.

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.

Reasons For Waiting Jethro Tull

Could it stop the sun rise hearing you weep? You're not seen, you're not heard but I stand by my word. Came a thousand miles just to catch you while you're smiling.

Baker St. Muse - Pig-Me And The Whore Jethro Tull

Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me, said the Pygmy And The Whore desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain Little man, his youth a fountain Overdrafted and still counting Vernacular,

COMMONS BRAWL Jethro Tull

All right and honorable gentlemen And lady, too Will kindly try to restrain themselves In derring-do As verbal hard graffiti flies And echoes wall to wall Our precious model of democracy It's the

Aqualung (BBC Ver.) Jethro Tull

Sitting on the park bench eyeing little girls with bad intent Snot is running down his nose greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes Aqualung Drying in the cold sun Watching as the frilly panties run Aqualung

Aqualung (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull

Sitting on the park bench eyeing little girls with bad intent Snot is running down his nose greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes Aqualung Drying in the cold sun Watching as the frilly panties run Aqualung

The Chequered Flag (Dead Or Alive) Jethro Tull

The Chequered Flag (Dead Or Alive) The disc brakes drag, the chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track. The young man's home; dry as a bone.

Aqualung Jethro Tull

Drying in the cold sun Watching as the frilly panties run. Feeling like a dead duck spitting out pieces of his broken luck. Sun streaking cold an old man wandering lonely.

Out Of The Noise Jethro Tull

Out Of The Noise Glued to the kerbstone, staring. Frozen at the stop-sign too. See that crazy suicide mongrel. He's going to try to cross that avenue.

AWOL Jethro Tull

AWOL Stormy-eyed on the edge of dawn: nose pressed against the triple glaze. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall, silent traffic streams both ways.

The Rattlesnake Trail Jethro Tull

Got the law laid down to the left of me. Got the real world to the right. Heading up through the middle with my cat and my fiddle yeah, looking for a fight.

Too Old To Rock 'n Roll, Too Young To Die Jethro Tull

The old Rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light.

Too Old To Rock 'N' Roll Too Young To Die Jethro Tull

The old Rocker wore his hair too long, Wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end drank his ale too light.

Chequered Flag Jethro Tull

The The disc brakes drag the chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track The young man's home dry as a bone.

Mountain Men Jethro Tull

Mountain Men The poacher and his daughter throw soft shadows on the water in the night. A thin moon slips behind them as they pull the net with no betraying light.

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!)

The Whistler Jethro Tull

The Whistler I'll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable six golden apples bought with my pay. I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune, but I must be gone by the seventh day.

The Clasp Jethro Tull

The Clasp We travellers on the endless wastes in single orbits, gliding cold-eyed march towards the dawn behind hard-weather hoods a-hiding.

Light the sun Jethro Tull

Light the sun. Light the sun. Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun. Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.

Thick As A Brick Jethro Tull

And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction the moral melee. The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way.

Magus Perde Jethro Tull

Son of kings make the ever-dying sign cross your fingers in the sky for those about to BE. There am I waiting along the sand. Cast your sweet spell upon the land and sea.

Dogs In The Midwinter Jethro Tull

But the bite goes wide. I see them running with their tails hanging low like dogs in the midwinter. The prophets and the wise men and the hard politicos are all dogs in the midwinter.

No Rehearsal Jethro Tull

There's one seat in the circle, five hundred million in the stalls.

Cup of Wonder Jethro Tull

For the May Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track. And those who ancient lines did lay will heed the song that calls them back.

Heavy Horses Jethro Tull

Last of the line at an honest day's toil, Turning the deep sod under, Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone, Flies at the nostrils plunder.

Jack-In-The-Green Jethro Tull

Jack-In-The-Green Have you seen Jack-In-The-Green? With his long tail hanging down. He quietly sits under every tree in the folds of his velvet gown.

Jack in the Green Jethro Tull

Have you seen Jack In The Green With his long tail hanging down He sits quietly under every tree in the folds of his velvet gown He drinks from the empty acorn cup the dew that dawn sweetly bestows

his god in the sky Jethro Tull

his god in the sky. So come all ye young men who are building castles! Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus. Mark the precise nature of your fear.

Dark Ages Jethro Tull

Dark Ages Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall? Said the lady in her parlor said the butler in the hall. Is there time for another? Cried the drunkard in his sleep.

Conundrum Jethro Tull

Away out in Egypt in the valley of kings Where the mummified pharaohs Pretend dead in their sleep Don't touch, never ever steal Unless you're in for the kill Or you'll be hit by the curse of the pharaohs

Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of The New Day Jethro Tull

Skating Away On The Thin Ice Of The New Day Meanwhile back in the year One, when you belonged to no-one, you didn't stand a chance son, if your pants were undone.

Montserrat Jethro Tull

Montserrat Fires on the mountain, and the dogs bark. Crash of the ocean swelling: crickets in the dark. And the temperature is rising. The village gets no sleep.

SeaLion Jethro Tull

SeaLion Over the mountains, and under the sky riding dirty gray horses, go you and I. Mating with chance, copulating with mirth the sad-glad paymasters (for what it's worth).

The Third Hoorah Jethro Tull

The Third Hoorah Hoorah! WarChild, dance the days and nights away sweet child, how do you do today? WarChild, dance the days and nights away sweet child, how do you do today?

Memory Bank Jethro Tull

Memory Bank* All along the icy wastes there are faces smiling in the gloom. Roll up roll down, Feeling unwound? Step into the viewing room.

Skating Away (On The Thin Ice Of The New Day) Jethro Tull

Skating away Skating away Skating away on the thin ice of the New Day. So as you push off from the shore, Won't you turn your head once more And make your peace with everyone?

Skating Away on the Thin Ice of the New Day (The Chateau D'Herouville Sessions) [Stereo Mix] Jethro Tull

Skating away, skating away, skating away, On the thin ice of the new day So as you push off from the shore, Won't you turn your head once more And make your peace with everyone.

Skating Away (On The Thin Ice Of The New Day) (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull

Meanwhile back in the year One when you belonged to no one you didn't stand a chance son, if your pants were undone `Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society one day you'll wake up in the Present

Stuck In The August Rain Jethro Tull

Stuck In The August Rain Brings Jasmine tea on a painted tray and bends to kiss my frown away. But I'm still still stuck in the August rain; stuck out in the cloudburst once again.

Minstrel In The Gallery Jethro Tull

Minstrel In The Gallery The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. He met the gazes observed the spaces between the old men's cackle.

Something's on the Move Jethro Tull

the icy road <Interlude> With chill mists swirling like petticoats in motion sighted on horizons for ten thousand years the lady of the ice sounds a deathly distant rumble to Titanic-breaking

Minstrel In The Gallery (Live) Jethro Tull

The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the old men's cackle.

Big Dipper Jethro Tull

Big Dipper The mist rolls off the beaches: the train rolls into the station. Weekend happiness seekers pent-up saturation.

Minstrel in the Gallery (2002 Remaster) Jethro Tull

"The minstrel in the gallery Looked down upon the smiling faces. He met the gazes observed the spaces Between the old men's cackle.

Minstrel In The Gallery (BBC Ver.) Jethro Tull

The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces He met the gazes observed the spaces between the old men's cackle He brewed a song of love and hatred oblique suggestions and he waited He

Minstrel In The Gallery (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull

The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces He met the gazes observed the spaces between the old men's cackle He brewed a song of love and hatred oblique suggestions and he waited He