Jethro Tull lyrics
Jethro Tull lyrics
"One White Duck = Nothing At All lyrics"
Cleaning Windows lyrics
Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street Got in my nose As we carried our ladders down the street With the wrought-iron rows I went home and l
There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street Got in my nose As we carried our ladders down the street With the wrought-iron rows I went home and l
And there's a note on the telephone --- some roses on a
tray.
And the motorway's stretching right out to us all,
as I pull on my old wings --- one white duck
on your wall.
Isn't it just too damn real?
I'll catch a ride on your violin --- strung upon your bow.
And I'll float on your
Jealous lyrics
Jealous of the girl who caught your eye One of my darker days When you looked at her where was I? Shoulda been in her place Here I am All alone imagining what
melody --- sing your chorus softJealous of the girl who caught your eye One of my darker days When you looked at her where was I? Shoulda been in her place Here I am All alone imagining what
and low.
There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called.
You can see from the fireplace, one white duck
on your wall.
Isn't it just too damn real?
So fly away Peter and fly away Paul --- from the
finger-tip ledge of contentment.
The long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls.
And I'm
Something Bad Is Gonna Happen lyrics
My intention this deception doesn't seem to impress me anymore Three in the morning So the city should be sleeping Let's take a trip on to the otherside It's time
probably bound to deceive you after all.My intention this deception doesn't seem to impress me anymore Three in the morning So the city should be sleeping Let's take a trip on to the otherside It's time
Something must be wrong with me and my brain ---
if I'm so patently unrewarding.
But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that
way --- and my zero to your power of ten equals
nothing at all.
There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.
I'm available for consultation,
Gonna find a way to cure this loneliness Yeah I'll find a way to cure the pain If I said that you're my friend And our love would never end How long before I had your
love's four-letter word is no compensation.
Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on
skates --- so don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion.
Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays ---
to be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday
lunch confusion.