Tên đầy đủ: Jethro Tull
As the moon slips up, and the sun sets down, I'm a highrise jockey, and i'm heaven-bound. Do the workboot shuffle, loose brains from brawn.......
Strange avenues where you lose all sense of direction And everywhere is main street in the winter sun. The wino sleeps --- cold coat lined......
Woke up this morning to look at things in their funny way. Why can't they be like they used to be only yesterday. Ooh ---......
A) scenario In long years of ancient time, stood alone a friend of mine. Reflected by the ever-burning sigh of a god who happened by.......
Rusted and ropy. Dog-eared old copy. Vintage and classic, Or just plain jurassic: All words to describe me. Relaxed in the knowledge That happily present......
Down at the church the flower girl sits. legs innocent, apart. I make the picture puzzle fit to start your heart. Painted sister stopped beside.......
Fish and chips, sandpaper lips and a rainy pavement. Soho lights, another night --- thinking of you. Black cat, sat on a wall, winks at......
You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream, Can't hear your daddy's warning cry. You're going back to be all the things you want to......
The the disc brakes drag, the chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track. the young man's home; dry as a bone. his helmet off, he......
We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the Floor -- cheating the spiders who come......
I said they call it stormy monday But i said [...] I said they call it stormy monday [...] Wednesday's full of sorrow, I said......
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......
Shake a leg, it's the big rush, can't find a taxi can't find a bus. Bodies jammed in the underground evacuating london town. Nowhere to......
We travellers on the endless wastes in single orbits, Gliding cold-eyed march towards the dawn behind Hard-weather hoods a-hiding. Meeting as the tall ships do,......
Cool in the corner, tom cat sitting On the edge of the yard; sand-flies flitting. Orange order on a field of green. Smothers me to......
This sparkling wine is all but empty. Too late for trains and no taxis. I know the feeling. seems all too contrived. There was no......
I once met a girl with the life in her hands And we lay together on the summerday sands. I gave her my raincoat and......
Well the dawn was coming, Heard him ringing on my bell. He said, ``my name's the teacher, That is what i call myself. And i......
Young gladys was a silky maiden At thirteen, she was going strong, yeah. Oh, gladys. Nicely filled out, fully laden, But down below there was......
In all my lives, i never knew anyone like you before. Woke up one day, swore i heard the sound of heaven knocking on my......