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Video Karaoke Aqualung - Jethro Tull

Este tema es una versión de Aqualung, que popularizó Jethro Tull

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Tempo: variable (alrededor de 107 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: Gm

Duración: 06:38 - Escuchar en: 00:21

Fecha de publicación: 1971
Géneros: Rock, En inglés
Autor: Jennie Anderson
Compositor original: Ian Scott Anderson

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Letra Aqualung

Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls with bad intent yeah
Snot runnin' 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
Sun streakin' cold an old man wanderin' lonely
Takin' time the only way he knows
Leg hurtin' bad as he bends to pick a dog end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Feeling alone the army's up the road
Salvation à la mode and a cup of tea
Aqualung my friend don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod you see it's only me
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
Sun streakin' cold an old man wanderin' lonely
Takin' time the only way he knows
Leg hurtin' bad as he bends to pick a dog end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Whoa
Feeling alone
The army's up the road
Salvation à la mode and a cup of tea
Aqualung my friend don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod
You see it's only me, me
Whoa
Di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di
Aqualung my friend don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod you see it's only me yeah
Mmm
Sitting on a park bench eyeing little girls with bad intent yeah
Snot runnin' down his nose greasy fingers smearin' shabby clothes
Hey Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Hey Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck
Spittin' out pieces of his broken luck
Hey Aqualung aoh
Whoa Aqualung

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