Ian Anderson
It All Trickles Down
There's a dragon-tail swishing behind tonight
Poison's rising. I'm up too tight
I might not be responsible
For the things that I might do
My tanks are full and my dogs are loose
Bees in my bonnet. Stew in juice
Sauté-simmer, shallow-fry
When it all trickles down to you
It all trickles down
Yes it all trickles down
Well it all trickles down
From me to you
My day was rough, don't care about yours
I put muddy feet on your polished floor
A goose to cook, a job that I'm
Well qualified to do
And it all trickles down
Yes it all trickles down
Well it all trickles down
From me to you
Would be the one, would be the tea on toast
Would be the Son, would be the Holy Ghost
If this is not believable
Then you've just had one too few
Would be the mad Jack to your Queen of Spades
A little Mac in your burger trade
One dead-cert consequence --
It all trickles down to you
And it all trickles down
Yes it all trickles down
Well it all trickles down
From me to you
There's a dragon-tail swishing behind tonight
Poison's rising. I'm up too tight
I might not be responsible
For the things that I might do
My tanks are full and my dogs are loose
Bees in my bonnet. Stew in juice
Sauté-simmer, shallow-fry
When it all trickles down to you
It all trickles down
Yes it all trickles down
Well it all trickles down
From me to you