Aqualung

Sitting on a park bench
 Eyeing little girls with bad intent
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 Snot's running down his nose
 Greasy fingers, smearing shabby clothes
 Hey, Aqualung
 Drying in the cold sun
 Watching as the frilly panties run
 Hey, Aqualung
 Feeling like a dead duck
 Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
 Oh, Aqualung
 Sun streaking cold
 An old man wandering lonely
 Taking time the only way he knows
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 Leg hurting bad
 As he bends to pick a dog-end
 He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
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 Feeling alone
 The army's up the road
 Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea
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 Aqualung, my friend
 Don't you start away uneasy
 You poor old sod
 You see, it's only me
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 Do you still remember
 December's foggy freeze
 When the ice that clings on to your beard
 Was screaming agony?
 And you snatch your rattling last breaths
 With deep-sea diver sounds
 And the flowers bloom like madness in the spring
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 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 road
 Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea
 Aqualung, my friend
 Don't you start away uneasy
 You poor old sod
 You see, it's only me
 Me, oh-oh-oh
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 Aqualung, my friend
 Don't you start away uneasy
 You poor old sod
 You see, it's only me, yeah
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 Sitting on a park bench
 Eying little girls with bad intent
 ♪
 Snot's running down his nose
 Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
 Hey, Aqualung
 Drying in the cold sun
 Watching as the frilly panties run
 Hey, Aqualung
 Feeling like a dead duck
 Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
 Hey, Aqualung
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 Woah, Aqualung