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Aqualung
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Metal
Aqualung was released on January 24, 2020 by eOne Music as a part of the album Dream in Motion
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Release DateJanuary 24, 2020
LabeleOne Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM113

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kirk Windstein
Kirk Windstein
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirk Windstein
Kirk Windstein
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Snot is running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
[Verse 2]
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
Whoa, Aqualung
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
Feeling alone
The Army's up the road
Salvation à la mode and a cup of tea
[Verse 5]
Aqualung, my friend
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it's only me
[Verse 6]
Do you still remember
December's foggy freeze?
When the ice that clings on to your beard
It was screaming agony
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
With deep-sea-diver sounds
The flowers bloom like madness in the spring
[Verse 7]
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
[Verse 8]
Feeling alone
The Army's up the road
Salvation à la mode and a cup of tea
[Verse 9]
Aqualung, my friend
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it's only me
[Verse 10]
Aqualung, my friend
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see, it's only me
[Verse 11]
Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Snot is running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
[Verse 12]
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
[Verse 13]
Whoa, Aqualung
Written by: Ian Anderson, Jennie Anderson
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