| 161. Jethro Tull - For A Thousand Mothers |
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Did you hear mother -- saying I'm wrong but I know I'm right. Did you hear father? Calling my name into the night. Saying I'll never be...
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| 162. Jethro Tull - The Third Hoorah |
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Hoorah! 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...
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| 163. Jethro Tull - Circular Breathing |
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Pick up my wings and fly into a Constable sky. Look down on the world and try to make you out on the distant ground. Lonely toy in a lost...
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| 164. Jethro Tull - Journeyman |
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Spine-tingling railway sleepers Sleepy houses lying four-square and firm Orange beams divide the darkness Rumbling fit to turn the waking...
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| 165. Jethro Tull - Commons Brawl |
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All right and honorable gentlemen And lady, too Will kindly try to restrain themselves In derring-do As verbal hard graffiti flies And...
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| 166. Jethro Tull - Requiem |
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Now is the solstice of the year. Winter is the glad song that you hear. Seven maids move in seven time. Have the lads up ready in the line. Ring...
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| 167. Jethro Tull - Rosa On The Factory Floor |
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She moves with machinery for the fancy sports car trade. Part of the industrial process: she sees that they stay made. She works from early A.M.....
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| 168. Jethro Tull - Walk Into Light |
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Close in, move out to where you want to go. There's a crowd out there handclapping slow. We're all powered up, switched on, the rig is tight. ...
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| 169. Jethro Tull - Up The 'pool |
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I'm going up the 'pool from down the smoke below to taste my mum's jam sarnies and see our Aunty Flo. The candyfloss salesman watches ladies in...
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| 170. Jethro Tull - Stormy Monday Blues |
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I said they call it stormy monday But I said [...] I said they call it stormy monday [...] Wednesday's full of sorrow, I said that thursday's oh-so,...
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| 171. Jethro Tull - ..and The Mouse Police Never Sleeps |
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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...
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| 172. Jethro Tull - Crossfire |
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Spring light in a hazy May and a man with a gun at the door Someone's crawling on the roof above all the media here for the show I've been...
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| 173. Jethro Tull - Saboteur |
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In and out of shady places walking on cold corners of the maze. Following the trace you leave unwittingly. I wanna be no Saboteur. Oh, no,...
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| 174. Jethro Tull - Ring Out, Solstice Bells |
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Mean while 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 bread for...
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| 175. Jethro Tull - Tomorrow Was Today |
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The old Rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end drank his ale too light. Death's head belt...
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| 176. Jethro Tull - Jeffrey Goes To Leicester Square |
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Bright city woman walking down Leicester Square everyday. Gonna get a piece of my mind. You think you're not a piece of my kind. Ev'rywhere...
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| 177. Jethro Tull - Scenario |
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In long years of ancient time, stood alone a friend of mine. Reflected by the ever-burning sigh of a god who happened by. And in the dawn,...
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| 178. Jethro Tull - Crazed Institution |
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Just a little touch of make-up; just a little touch of bull; just a little 3-chord trick embedded in your platform soul; you can wear a gold...
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| 179. Jethro Tull - End Game |
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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...
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| 180. Jethro Tull - European Legacy |
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She smiles at me from beyond the eastern sea-shore. Flashing jewelled eyes, she hoists her skirts so high. Nouvelle cuisine or an oyster...
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