By Jethro Tull, Sailing round the true-blue sphere---
Is it too late to bale
By Jethro Tull, The middle lane has trapped my car
In red-light claustrophobia.
I slip
By Jethro Tull, In the hands of science ---
The complete appliance.
We're moved to
By Jethro Tull, She smiles at me
From beyond the eastern sea-shore.
Flashing jewelled eyes,
She
By Jethro Tull, It's an old profession
Of subtle artillery.
Rough wheels meshing ---
Button out,
By Jethro Tull, When the rats are running
And the boys are gunning
For heads
By Jethro Tull, The money won't last forever
Rent man called twice today
I hope
By Jethro Tull, Later, that same evening, she ran.
I think she ran alone.
Later,
By Jethro Tull, Black volga following me ---
Nobody's car.
Mr. no-one at the wheel
By Jethro Tull, Tune into messages
From the eastern avenue.
Lock on to the ether
By Jethro Tull, In and out of shady places
Walking on cold corners of
By Jethro Tull, Short arctic desert day ---
And someone left their snow-shoes in
By Jethro Tull, Keep it quiet. (Go slow.)
Circulate. Need to know.
Stamp the date
By Jethro Tull, Keep it quiet, go slow
Circulate, need to know
Stamp the date
