Jethro Tull
Aqualung

[Verse 1]
Sitting on a park bench
Eying little girls with bad intent
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clo-othes
Hey, Aqualung!
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Hey, Aqualung!
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Whoa, Aqualung

[Verse 2]
Sun streaking cold
An old man wandering lonely
Taking time the only way he knows
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog, and warms his feet
Feeling alone
The army’s up the road
Salvation à la mode, and a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend
Don’t you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it’s only me
[Verse 3]
Do you still remember
December’s foggy freeze?
When the ice that clings on to your beard was screaming agony
(Hey!)
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
With deep-sea–diver sounds
And the flowers bloom like madness in the spring

[Verse 2]
Sun streaking cold
An old man wandering lonely
Taking time the only way he knows
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Feeling alone
The army's up the road
Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend
Don’t you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it’s only me
Me-ee-ee
O-o-oh, oh-oh
[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 4]
Dee-dee-dee-dee
Dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee
Dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee-dee
Aqualung, my friend
Don’t you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it’s only me (Yeah, mmm)

[Verse 1]
Sitting on a park bench
Eying little girls with bad intent
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clo-othes
Hey, Aqualung!
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Hey, Aqualung!
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Hey, Aqualung

[Outro]
Ow!
Whoa, Aqualung