Тексты песен «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. his helmet off, he waves: the crowd waves back. one lap victory roll. gladiat Ul. the taker of the day...

The disk brakes drag The Chequered Flag sweeps across the oil-slick track The young man's home, dry as a bone His helmet off, he waves: the crowd waves back One lap victory roll. Gladiator soul The taker of the day in...

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, passing in the channel afraid to chance a gentle touch ---...

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 something wrong, yeah. Oh, Gladys. Nobody told her about the secrets That...

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 Are all things to sustain me, Nurture and claim me: Roll back...

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). They bend at the knees. Well, I'll go to the foot of our stairs. Old...

Cool in the corner, tomcat sitting On the edge of the yard, sand-flies flitting Orange order on a field of green Smothers me to smithereens Rum and cola, ice cubes crashing Jumping beans and brown eyes flashing Long...

In all my life I never knew a girl like you before Woke up one day I swore I heard the sound of heaven knocking on my door And after all these years long passing Time to reflect, no time for wasting Walking down the...

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. a word upon her saintly lip. Perhaps admonishing the child inside the open...

Got a hair shirt round my shoulder. Got a cold stew in my spoon. And I'm falling on my head, lifting feet of lead -- now it's got me baying at the moon. Well, there's a race on for tomorrow. I'm stretching out for what...

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 master plan but the fact is: You must stay with me and learn the secret language of...

No buzz words, fuzzy fudge words, so freeze those goalposts, don't take the Admiral on board. This Hardy's not for kissinga'a Expression, no explosion, or whispered promises in clicha?a or in rhyme. Instead let's talk...

This is the story of the hare who lost his spectacles. Owl loved to rest quietly whilst no one was watching. sitting on a Fence one day, he was surprised when suddenly a kangaroo ran close By. Now this may not seem...

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? When your back's to the wall, and your luck is your...

As I wake up in a room somewhere... dawn light not yet showing. There's just a thin horizon between me and her... the edge of a half-dream glowing. Well, you know, I felt her in my dream last night. Strange how the...

Crystal fountain springing from the hill It irrigates your soul, you may drink your fill Water of life carried high One hand upon the gallon jar, feel her fix my eye Every good traveler's for the taking All good money...

Money speaks. Soft hearts lose. The truth only whispers. It's the whaler's dues. I've been running on diesel. Been running on coal. Running on borrowed time, if truth's to be told. Two whales in the ocean, cruising the...

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. So come on - I'm the Whistler. I have a fife...

Oh, lend me your ear While I call you a fool You were kissed by a witch One night in the wood And later insisted Your feelings were true The witches promise was coming Believing he listened While laughing you flew

Really don't mind if you sit this one out. My words but a whisper -- your deafness a shout. I may make you feel but I can't make you think. Your sperms in the gutter -- your loves in the sink. So you ride yourselves...