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Jethro Tull

pochette album Crash-barrier waltzer
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And here slip i --- dragging one foot in the gutter --- some only son's mother. baker street casualty. in the midnight echo of the shop that sells cheap old lady grey; crash-barrier waltzer --- radios. and there sits she --- no bed, no bread, no butter --- on a double yellow line --- where she can park anytime. move the old lady on. feet in sticking plaster --- oh, mr. policeman --- blue shirt ballet master. his romeo to her juliet. strange pas-de-deux --- her sleeping draught, his poisoned regret. no drunken bums allowed to sleep here in the crowded emptiness. i'll pay the bill and make her well - like hell you oh officer, let me send her to a cheap hotel --- bloody will! to be still more independent. no do-good over kill. we must teach them

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