Fahrenheit 9/11 movie - Aqualung lyrics

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Song by Jetthro Tull<br /><br>

Sitting on a park bench<br>

eyeing little girls with bad intent.<br>

Snot running down his nose<br>

greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.<br>

Drying in the cold sun<br>

Watching as the frilly panties run.<br>

Feeling like a dead duck<br>

spitting out pieces of his broken luck.<br>

Sun streaking cold<br>

an old man wandering lonely.<br>

Taking time<br>

the only way he knows.<br>

Leg hurting bad,<br>

as he bends to pick a dog-end<br>

he goes down to the bog<br>

and warms his feet.<br>

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Feeling alone<br>

the army's up the rode<br>

salvation a la mode and<br>

a cup of tea.<br>

Aqualung my friend<br>

don't start away uneasy<br>

you poor old sod, you see, it's only me.<br>

Do you still remember<br>

December's foggy freeze<br>

when the ice that<br>

clings on to your beard is<br>

screaming agony.<br>

And you snatch your rattling last breaths<br>

with deep-sea-diver sounds,<br>

and the flowers bloom like<br>

madness in the spring.<br>

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