Jethro Tull
Jethro Tull ☆ Locomotive Breath
In the shuffling madnessof the locomotive breath,runs the all – time loser,headlong to his death.He…
Jethro Tull ☆ Aqualung
Sitting on the park bench —eyeing little girls with bad intent.Snot is running down his…
Jethro Tull ☆ Velvet Green
Velvet Green Walking on velvet green. Scots pine growing. Isn’t it rare to be taking…
Jethro Tull ☆ Reasons For Waiting
Reasons For Waiting What a sight for my eyes to see you in sleep. Could…