The Story Of The Hare Who Lost His Spectacles Jethro Tull

The Story Of The Hare Who Lost His Spectacles (Words by Jeffrey Hammond) [Spoken:] This is the story of the hare who lost his spectacles. Owl loved to rest quietly whilst no one was watching.

his god in the sky Jethro Tull

his god in the sky. So come all ye young men who are building castles! Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus. Mark the precise nature of your fear.

Glory Row Jethro Tull

It's the same old story yes, it the same old show. Well, hello all you gentlemen, I fear I'm a lot like you. We're wearing the same school tie but a different pair of shoes.

Astronomy Jethro Tull

Astronomy The middle lane has trapped my car in red-light claustrophobia. I slip the shackles, cut the rope stand naked with a telescope as the cat walks alone under a big sky.

SEALION II Jethro Tull

Yes, balances multicolored striped balls Clever Cecil (Cecil is a sea lion) Cecil the sea lion is serene He doesn't wear spectacles or a scarf (No central heating or cement) Well [But?]

Memory Bank Jethro Tull

Best Friends* All your best friends' telephones never cooled from the heat of your hand. There's a line in a front-page story, 13 horses that also-ran. Climb in your old umbrella.

Scenario Jethro Tull

Scenario In long years of ancient time, stood alone a friend of mine. Reflected by the ever-burning sigh of a god who happened by.

My God (Including; God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen/Bouree/Quartet/Living In The Past/My God - Reprise) (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull

People what have you done locked Him in His golden cage Made Him bend to your religion Him resurrected from the grave He is the god of nothing if that's all that you can see You are the god of everything

My God Jethro Tull

My God People what have you done: locked Him in His golden cage. Made Him bend to your religion Him resurrected from the grave from the grave.

Acres Wild Jethro Tull

By deep brown rivers that slither darkly through far marches where the blue hare races. Come with me to the Winged Isle northern father's western child.

Pibroch (Cap in Hand) Jethro Tull

Pibroch (Cap in Hand) There's a light in the house in the wood in the valley. There's a thought in the head of the man.

Pibroch Jethro Tull

There's a light in the house in the wood in the valley There's a thought in the head of the man Who carries his dreams like the coat slung on his shoulder Bringing you love in the cap, in his hand

Look At The Animals Jethro Tull

Look At The Animals The tiny ant leaves his tiny ant drops in the sand, And makes his home inside a rusty watering can, Occasionally going out to look for bread and jam.

Paparazzi Jethro Tull

trip loaded with duty free held in white knuckle grip Snap it up, flash away steal a camel for a day Break the story in heavy type the news is running late tonight Be-decked with Nikon necklaces

Hymn 43 Jethro Tull

Hymn 43 Oh father high in heaven smile down upon your son whose busy with his money games his women and his gun. Oh Jesus save me!

Solitaire Jethro Tull

The critics falling over to tell themselves he's boring and really not an awful lot of fun. Well who the hell can he be when he's never had V.D., and he doesn't even sit on toilet seats?

Only Solitaire Jethro Tull

The critics falling over to tell themselves he's boring and really not an awful lot of fun. Well who the hell can he be when he's never had V.D., and he doesn't even sit on toilet seats?

The Navigators (Single Edit) Jethro Tull

Feet fixed firm on windswept headland Far above the raging sea Lord of all the stormy deeps The wealth of ages at his knee Protects and nurtures navigators Raiders bold who loot and plunder Giving strength

Bungle In The Jungle (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull

Walking through forests of palm tree apartments scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents down by the waterhole drunk every Friday eating their nuts saving their raisins for Sunday Lions and tigers

Bungle In The Jungle Jethro Tull

Bungle in the Jungle JETHRO TULL Walking through forests of palm tree apartments --- scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents down by the waterhole --- drunk every Friday --- eating their

Set-Aside Jethro Tull

Winter sun catches dog fox through thin hedges: throws his long shadow north to the emptiness. Farmhouse in tatters; shuttered and battered. Even lovers don't go there these last few years.

Orion Jethro Tull

open spaces from the black horizon to the pillow where I lie.

Audition Jethro Tull

Audition Then God, the director, smells a rat. Pulls another rabbit from His hat. Sniffs the air and He says, "Well, that's that I'm going.''

Coronach Jethro Tull

Coronach (Words and music by David Palmer) Grey the mist cold the dawn; cruel the sea and stern the shore. Brave the man who sets his course For Albion.

Rover Jethro Tull

When you call the tune I'm ready to strike up the battle hymn. My lady of the meadows, My comber of the beach. You've thrown the stick for your dog's trick but it's floating out of reach.

Love Story Jethro Tull

Love Story Going back in the morning time to see if my love has changed her mind, yeah. Going back in the morning time to see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.

Light the sun Jethro Tull

Light the sun. Light the sun. Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun. Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.

LATER. Jethro Tull

I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways. My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed. So come on all you criminals!

Cross-Eyed Mary Jethro Tull

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

Cross-Eyed Mary (Palais Des Sports, Paris, 5th July 1975) Jethro Tull

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

Thick As A Brick Jethro Tull

There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night. We'll make a man of him, put him to trade teach him to play Monopoly and how to sing in the rain.

POST LAST Jethro Tull

One two three Two The editor lies screaming (begging in his working drink), Questioning ``Who is God's favorite rock star this week?'' And will the front page pay [take?] him?

Cross Eyed Mary Jethro Tull

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

Teacher Jethro Tull

Teacher Well the dawn was coming, heard him ringing on my bell. He said, "My name's the teacher, that is what I call myself. And I have a lesson that I must impart to you.

Two Fingers Jethro Tull

And you place your final burden on your hard-pressed next of kin: Send the chamber-pot back down the line to be filled up again.

MAN OF PRINCIPLE Jethro Tull

One day he'll walk from out of this place. You'll see a quiet determination on his face. He'll toe no lines. Suffer no fools.

Protect And Survive Jethro Tull

Of over-pressure wave seemed to glue him to the wall. They said: protect and you'll survive.

Baker St. Muse - Pig-Me And The Whore Jethro Tull

Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me, said the Pygmy And The Whore desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain Little man, his youth a fountain Overdrafted and still counting Vernacular,

Law of the Bungle Jethro Tull

Law of the Bungle The tiger flashes sharpened teeth. Bowler-hatted; summer briefs beneath his pinstriped skin.

Too Old To Rock 'n Roll, Too Young To Die Jethro Tull

The old Rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light.

Too Old To Rock 'N' Roll Too Young To Die Jethro Tull

The old Rocker wore his hair too long, Wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end drank his ale too light.

Saboteur Jethro Tull

Saboteur In and out of shady places walking on cold corners of the maze. Following the trace you leave unwittingly. I wanna be no Saboteur. Oh, no, me no Saboteur.

Too Many Too Jethro Tull

Too many lost souls drinking in too many bars. Too many heroes stepping on too many toes. Too many yes-men nodding when they really mean no.

Beastie Jethro Tull

Beastie From early days of infancy, through trembling years of youth, long murky middle-age and final hours long in the tooth, he is the hundred names of terror, creature you love the least.

One Brown Mouse Jethro Tull

You wish you were a man who every day can turn another page. Behind your glass you sit and look at my ever-open book: One brown mouse sitting in a cage.

Chequered Flag Jethro Tull

His helmet off he waves the crowd waves back One lap victory roll Gladiator soul The taker of the day in winning has to say Isn't it grand to be playing to the stand dead or alive Isn't it grand

General Crossing Jethro Tull

General Crossing It's an old profession of subtle artillery. Rough wheels meshing button out, button in. The tall General will mine a few bridges tonight, stroking soft machinery.

Made In England Jethro Tull

He was of your father's children. Born each side of a dry-stone mile. He grew up through the schools and factories, Brunel's tunnels and bridges bold.

SMALL CIGAR Jethro Tull

minutes Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit A nearby tobacconist To replenish my supply of small cigars And make the party swing again I know my clothes seem shabby And don't fit this Hampstead

Out Of The Noise Jethro Tull

Old dog of experience, ripping through the black and yellow cabs, dodging rickshaws and the bicycle boys.