I have this in my head now. Aqualung. I guess there's worse.

[Crazy Guggenheim]

Sitting on a park bench --
Eyeing ittle girls with bad intent.
Snot running down his nose --
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Drying in the cold sun --
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Feeling like a dead duck --
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
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 rode
Salvation à la mode and
A cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend --
Don’t start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it’s only me.
Do you still remember
December’s foggy freeze --
When the ice that
Clings on to your beard is
Screaming agony.
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
With deep-sea-diver sounds,
And the flowers bloom like
Madness in the spring.

[KitchenWitch]

1. OOOOOH Tull!

:woohoo:

[SeattleGirl]

3. I second your woo hoo!

:woohoo:

[chknltl]

2. My fave by Mr. Anderson and the boys

'71-'72? Maybe '70?

[Crazy Guggenheim]

4. "Locomotive Breath"

"Locomotive Breath"

In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath,
Runs the all-time loser,
Headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping --
Steam breaking on his brow --
Old Charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
At the stations -- one by one.
His woman and his best friend --
In bed and having fun.
He's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees --
Old Charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling --
Catches angels as they fall.
And the all-time winner
Has got him by the balls.
He picks up Gideon's Bible --
Open at page one --
God stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.

[Crazy Guggenheim]

5. Read the lyrics! Very interesting!!!

[chknltl]

6. The liner notes from Aqualung are even more relevant today:

In the beginning Man created God; and
in the image of Man created he him.

2 And Man gave unto God a multitude
of names, that he might be Lord
over all of the earth when it was
suited to Man.

3 And on the seven millionth day
Man rested and did lean heavily
on his God and saw that it was
good.

4 And Man formed Aqualung of
the dust of the ground and a
host of others likened unto his
kind.

5 And these lesser men Man
did cast into the void. And
some were burned and some were
put apart from their kind.

6 And Man became the God
that he had created and with
his miracles did rule over all
the earth.

7 But as all these things did
come to pass, the Spirit that did
cause man to create his God
lived on within all men: even
within Aqualung.

8 And man saw it not.

9 But for Christ's sake he'd
better start looking.

[orleans]

7. poetry in motion n/t

[Robeson]

8. As a bookend to that, Cross-Eyed Mary....

...
JETHRO TULL - Cross-Eyed Mary

Who would be a poor man, a beggarman, a thief --
if he had a rich man in his hand.
And who would steal the candy
from a laughing baby's mouth
if he could take it from the money man.
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again.
She signs no contract
but she always plays the game.
Dines in Hampstead village
on expense accounted gruel,
and the jack-knife barber drops her off at school.
Laughing in the playground -- gets no kicks from little boys:
would rather make it with a letching grey.
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung,
who watches through the railings as they play.
Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along.
She's a poor man's rich girl
and she'll do it for a song.
She's a rich man stealer
but her favour's good and strong:
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate --
helps the poor man get along.

[vajraroshana]

9. I saw Tull in concert when I was 14 in '79

The flautist/singer was wearing tights and I was just becoming aware of my (gay) sexuality and I was a bit turned on. (That's probably too much information.) The thing I remember vividly about that concert was when the concert was over and the lights came on and the arena was so smoky you couldn't see across the entire arena; and it wasn't from the ubiquitous fog machines either, just cheap abundant Mexican weed. The opening act was Uriah Heep (sp?). It was actually a fantastic concert.