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Sitting on a park bench <br />eyeing little girls with bad intent. <br />Snot running down his nose <br />greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Hey Aqualung<br />Drying in the cold sun <br />Watching as the frilly panties run. Hey Aqualung<br />Feeling like a dead duck <br />spitting out pieces of his broken luck.Oh Aqualung<br /><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 /><br />Feeling alone <br />the army's up the road <br />salvation à 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 /><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 /><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 /><br />Feeling alone <br />the army's up the rode <br />salvation à 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 /><br />Dee dee dee dee<br />Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee<br />Dee dee dee dee dee dee<br />Dee dee dee dee<br /><br />Aqualung my friend <br />don't start away uneasy <br />you poor old sod, you see, it's only me.<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. Hey Aqualung<br />Drying in the cold sun <br />Watching as the frilly panties run. Hey Aqualung<br />Feeling like a dead duck <br />spitting out pieces of his broken luck.Hey Aqualung<br /><br />Oh oh oh Aqualung

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Sitting on a park bench <br />eyeing little girls with bad intent. <br />Snot running down his nose <br />greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Hey Aqualung<br />Drying in the cold sun <br />Watching as the frilly panties run. Hey Aqualung<br />Feeling like a dead duck <br />spitting out pieces of his broken luck.Oh Aqualung<br /><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 /><br />Feeling alone <br />the army's up the road <br />salvation à 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 /><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 /><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 /><br />Feeling alone <br />the army's up the rode <br />salvation à 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 /><br />Dee dee dee dee<br />Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee<br />Dee dee dee dee dee dee<br />Dee dee dee dee<br /><br />Aqualung my friend <br />don't start away uneasy <br />you poor old sod, you see, it's only me.<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. Hey Aqualung<br />Drying in the cold sun <br />Watching as the frilly panties run. Hey Aqualung<br />Feeling like a dead duck <br />spitting out pieces of his broken luck.Hey Aqualung<br /><br />Oh oh oh Aqualung