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~ Jethro Tull- Stuck In The August Rain
Views: 10474 |  |  |  |  | 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. The cover's on, the coast is clear. We're all battened down, only us here. But I'm still still stuc ...More k in the August rain; stuck out in the cloudburst once again. She walks between the lines and she can read my signs. Stuck out in the August rain: Out in the cloudburst once again. Single-minded in my gloom. I appear to revel in this darkened room. But I'm still still stuck in the August rain; stuck out in the cloudburst once again. She walks between the lines and she can read my signs. Stuck out in the August rain: Out in the cloudburst once again. Jethro Tull- Stuck In The August Rain, from the album Root To Branches |
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~ Jethro Tull- Another Harry's Bar
Views: 10381 |  |  |  |  | Wet wind on the sidewalk: I'm staring at the rain. Walking up the street, yeah, and walking down again. And my feet are tired and my brain is numb. See that broken neon sign saying, hey, in you come. Got the scent of stale beer hanging, hanging round my h ...More ead. Old dog in the corner sleeping like he could be dead. A book of matches and a full ashtray. Cigarette left smoking its life away. Another Harry's bar -- or that's the tale they tell. But Harry's long gone now, and the customers as well. Me and the dog and the ghost of Harry will make this world turn right. It'll all turn right. God's tears on the sidewalk: it's the mother of all rain. But in the thick blue haze of Harry's, you will feel no pain. And you will feel no soft hand slipping on your knee. You don't have to pay for memories, they will all come free. Another Harry's bar -- or that's the tale they tell. But Harry's long gone now, and the customers as well. Me and the dog and the ghost of Harry will make this world turn right. It'll all turn right. Now when Harry was a young man, Harry was so debonair. He walked a bouncy step in his shiny shoes. And when Harry was a young man, well, Harry could walk on air. He mixed a mean #@!&tail and he talked you through the late news. You want to hear some great news? Harry's still here. Wet wind on the sidewalk: I'm still staring at the rain. Walking up the street, and I'm walking down again. And my feet are tired and my brain is numb. See that broken neon sign saying, hey ... |
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~ Jethro Tull - At last, forever
Views: 1477 |  |  |  |  | This is one of my favorite songs from the band Jethro Tull from my favorite album wich is called Roots to Branches. I think Jehtro Tull is one of the best bands of the world, the music they made is unique and every song has its own story. And I think the ...More talent of Ian Anderson is amazing! He can sing and play the flute so great! |
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~ Jethro Tull- Warchild
Views: 39504 |  |  |  |  | I'll take you down to that bright city mile --- there to powder your sweet face and paint on a smile, that will show all of the pleasures and none of the pain, when you join my explosion and play with my games. WarChild dance the days, and dance the night ...More s away. No unconditional surrender; no armistice day --- each night I'll die in my contentment and lie in your grave. While you bring me water and I give you wine --- let me dance in your tea-cup and you shall swim in mine. WarChild dance the days, and dance the nights away. Open your windows and I'll walk through your doors. Let me live in your country --- let me sleep by your shores. WarChild dance the days, and dance the nights away. Jethro Tull- Warchild, from the album with the same name |
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~ Jethro Tull - Wounded, Old And Treacherous
Views: 3860 |  |  |  |  | Music by Jethro Tull, from the album Roots to Branches (1995). Música por Jethro Tull, do álbum Roots to Branches (1995). ------------------------------------ Lyric/Letra A walk on the quiet side, late in the day -- Don't mean to get in anybody's way. The ...More 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 ... |
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