Tên đầy đủ: 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......
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......
Oh, i feel sympathy. be grateful my son for what you get. Expression and passion. ten days for watching the sunset; When i was your......
Kilometers from nowhere on a scented avenue - Lined with poppy girls. I didn't stop, stop to say hello. Curious vendors - waving bric-a-brac -......
Hard black crows bobbing where once ran deep furrows. Frazzled oak silhouetted in her ivy dress. Winter sun catches dog fox through thin hedges: Throws......
Her love is like a candle: you light it up at night. Her heart is like a pack of cards: one chance to guess it......
Brain-storming, habit-forming, battle-warning weary winsome actor spewing Spineless chilling lines-- The critics falling over to tell themselves he's boring And really not an awful lot......
Let me bring you songs from the wood: To make you feel much better than you could know. Dust you down from tip to toe.......
Muscled, black with steel-green eye Swishing through the rye grass With thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie. Tail balancing at half-mast. ...and the mouse police never sleeps......
I count the hours: you count the days. Together, we count the minutes in this passion play. Walk dusty miles. and i ride that train......
Well the lush separation unfolds you -- And the products of wealth Push you along on the bow wave Of the spiritless undying selves. And......
In the morning -- gonna get my things together. Packing up and i'm leaving this place. I don't believe you'll cry, there'll be a smile......
Hello you straight-laced lady, Dressed in white but your shoes aren't clean. Painted them up with polish In the hope we can't see where you've......
It's a lonely life i live and i live this life to go And if i leave you with one thing it's just that i......
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing. Singing all day, singing `bout nothing. Singing all day, singing `bout nothing, Oo, my, my, my, Oo, my, my,......
Would you join a slow marching band? And take pleasure in your leaving As the ferry sails and tears are dried And cows come home......
She wore a black tiara Rare gems upon her fingers And she came from distant waters Where northern lights explode To celebrate the dawning Of......
You want to be a bookworm? you wanna be aloof? You wanna sit in judgement, looking down from the roof? Try a wee sensation: but......
Met a man just the other day --- Said his name was jim. boy, won't you take a look! Got a car for you ---......
``do you still see me even here?'' (the silver cord lies on the ground.) ``and so i'm dead'', the young man said --- over the......