JETHRO TULL - A Passion Play lyrics
rate me``do you still see me even here? ''<br>(the silver cord lies on the ground.)<br>``and so I'm dead'', the young man said --- over the hill<br>(not a wish away).<br>My friends (as one) all stand aligned although their taxis came<br>Too late.<br>There was / a rush along the fulham road.<br>There was / a hush in the passion play.<br>Such a sense of glowing in the aftermath / ripe with rich attainments<br>All imagined / sad misdeeds in disarray / the sore thumb screams aloud,<br>Echoing out of the passion play.<br>All the old familiar choruses come crowding in a different key:<br>Melodies decaying in sweet dissonance.<br>There was a rush / along the fulham road / into the ever-passion play.<br>And who comes here to wish me well? <br>A sweetly-scented angel fell.<br>She laid her head upon my disbelief and bathed me with her ever-smile.<br>And with a howl across the sand I go escorted by a band of gentlemen<br>In leather bound -- no-one (but someone to be found).<br>All along the icy wastes there are faces smiling in the gloom.<br>Roll up roll down,<br>Feeling unwound? -- step into the viewing room.<br>The cameras were all around.<br>We've got you taped -- you're in the play.<br>Here's your i.d.<br>(ideal for identifying one and all.)<br>Invest your life in the memory bank -- ours the interest and we<br>Thank you.<br>The ice-cream lady wet her drawers, to see you in the passion play.<br>Take the prize for instant pleasure<br>Captain of the cricket team<br>Public speaking in all weathers<br>A knighthood from a queen.<br>All your best friends' telephones never cooled from the heat of your hand.<br>There's / a line in a front-page story / 13 horses that also-ran.<br>Climb in your old umbrella.<br>Does it have a nasty tear in the dome? <br>But / the rain only gets in sometimes and / the sun never leaves you alone.<br>Lover of the black and white -- it's your first night.<br>The passion play / goes all the way / spoils your insight.<br>Tell me / how the baby's made / how the lady's laid / why the old<br>Dog howls in sadness.<br>And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony<br>Shoulders of a young horse named george who stole surreptitiously<br>Into her geography revision.<br>(the examining body examined her body.)<br>Actor of the low-high q, let's hear your view.<br>Peek at the lines upon your sleeves since your memory won't do.<br>Tell me / how the baby's graded / how the lady's faded / why the old dogs<br>Howl with madness.<br>All of this and some of that's the only way to skin the cat.<br>And now you've lost a skin or two -- you're for us and we for you.<br>The dressing room is right behind<br>We've got you taped -- you're in the play.<br>How does it feel to be in the play? <br>How does it feel to play the play? <br>How does it feel to be the play? <br>Man of passion rise again, we won't cross you out -- for we do love<br>You like a son -- of that there's no doubt.<br>Tell us / is it you who are here for our good cheer? <br>Or / are we here / for the glory / for the story / for the gory satisfaction<br>Of telling you how absolutely awful you really are? <br>There was / a rush along the fulham road.<br>There was / a hush in the passion play.
