Aqualung (Live)-Jethro Tull

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:07.74]Sitting on a park bench [00:11.76]Eyeing ittle girls with bad intent [00:21.39]Snot running down his nose [00:25.98]Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes [00:35.37]Drying in the cold sun [00:39.36]Watching as the frilly panties run [00:49.11]Feeling like a dead duck [00:52.80]Spitting out pieces of his broken luck [01:03.75]Sun streaking cold [01:47.31]An old man wandering lonely [02:06.18]Taking time [02:19.23]The only way he knows [02:27.96]Leg hurting bad [02:33.42]As he bends to pick a dog end [02:56.67]He goes down to the bog [02:58.83]And warms his feet [03:05.79]Feeling alone [03:07.89]The army's up the rode [03:10.14]Salvation [03:11.31]La mode and [03:21.42]A cup of tea [05:00.12]Aqualung my friend [05:03.60]Don't start away uneasy [05:08.52]You poor old sod you see it's only me [06:01.23]Do you still remember [06:15.00]December's foggy freeze [06:20.31]When the ice that [07:49.23]Clings on to your beard is [08:10.53]Screaming agony [08:18.21]And you snatch your rattling last breaths [08:27.81]With deep sea diver sounds [08:41.52]And the flowers bloom like [09:18.87]Madness in the spring