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Lyrics for 'One White Duck 0nothing At All' by 'Jethro Tull'
There's A Haze On The Skyline, To Wish Me On My Way.
And There's A Note On The Telephone --- Some Roses On A
Tray.
And The Motorway's Stretching Right Out To Us All,
As I Pull On My Old Wings --- One White Duck
On Your Wall.
Isn't It Just Too Damn Real?
I'll Catch A Ride On Your Violin --- Strung Upon Your Bow.
And I'll Float On Your Melody --- Sing Your Chorus Soft
And Low.
There's A Picture-view Postcard To Say That I Called.
You Can See From The Fireplace, One White Duck
On Your Wall.
Isn't It Just Too Damn Real?
So Fly Away Peter And Fly Away Paul --- From The
Finger-tip Ledge Of Contentment.
The Long Restless Rustle Of High-heeled Boots Calls.
And I'm Probably Bound To Deceive You After All.
Something Must Be Wrong With Me And My Brain ---
If I'm So Patently Unrewarding.
But My Dreams Are For Dreaming And Best Left That
Way --- And My Zero To Your Power Of Ten Equals
Nothing At All.
There's No Double-lock Defense; There's No Chain On My Door.
I'm Available For Consultation,
But Remember Your Way In Is Also My Way Out, And
Love's Four-letter Word Is No Compensation.
Well, I'm The Black Ace Dog-handler: I'm A Waiter On
Skates --- So Don't You Jump To Your Foreskin Conclusion.
Because I'm Up To My Deaf Ears In Cold Breakfast Trays ---
To Be Cleared Before I Can Dine On Your Sweet Sunday
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