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Aqualung

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Aqualung was released on June 1, 2018 by Parlophone UK as a part of the album 50 For 50

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Ian Anderson

Acoustic Guitar

Jeffrey Hammond

Jeffrey Hammond

Bass

Clive Bunker

Drums

Martin Barre

Electric Guitar

John Evan

Piano

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ian Anderson

Songwriter

Jennie Anderson

Jennie Anderson

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Ian Anderson

Producer

John Burns

Engineer

Terry Ellis

Producer

Lyrics

[Refrain]

Sitting on the park bench

Eyeing little girls with bad intent

Snot 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

[Chorus]

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

[Chorus]

Feeling alone

The Army's up the road

Salvation à la mode and a cup of tea

Aqualung, my friend

Don't just start away uneasy

You poor old sod, you see, it's only me

[Verse 1]

Do you still remember December's foggy freeze?

When the ice that clings on to your beard was screaming agony, hey

And you snatch your rattling last breaths with deep-sea-diver sounds

And the flowers bloom like madness in the spring

[Chorus]

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

[Chorus]

Feeling alone

The Army's up the road

Salvation à la mode and a cup of tea

Aqualung, my friend

Don't just start away uneasy

You poor old sod, you see, it's only me

[Bridge]

Aqualung, my friend

Don't just start away uneasy

You poor old sod, you see, it's only me

[Refrain]

Sitting on the park bench

Eyeing little girls with bad intent

Snot 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

[Outro]

Whoa, Aqualung

Written by: Ian Anderson, Jennie Anderson

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