jethro tull

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So, Finale! "Wind up" und das geniale "Locomotive breath". Die Texte sind wiederum so wiedergegeben, wie Ian Anderson sie in dieser Vorstellung singt. Die Originaltexte sind also länger. Viel Spaß! Anmerkung: Meiner Weltanschauung entsprechend habe ich die Vokabel "god" hier klein geschrieben. :-)) So final! "Wind up" and the brilliant "Locomotive Breath". The lyrics are here reproduced such as Ian Anderson sings it in this performance. The original lyrics are therefore longer. Have fun! Note: according to my philosophy, I wrote the word "god" small here. :-)) Wind up When I was young and they packed me off to school and taught me how not to play the game. I didn't mind if they groomed me for success, or if they said that I was just a fool. So I left there in the morning with their god tucked underneath my arm, their half-assed smiles and the book of rules. So I asked this god a question and by way of firm reply. He said, I'm not the kind you have to wind up on a sunday. So to my old headmaster and to anyone who cares, before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers. I don't believe you, you had the whole damn thing all wrong. He's not the kind you have to wind up on a Sunday. Well you can excomunicate me on my way to Sunday school and have all the bishops harmonize these lines. Locomotive breath In the shuffling madness of the locomotive breath, runs the all-time loser headlong to his death. He feels the piston scraping steam breaking on his brow. Old Charlie stole the handle and the train it won't stop going no way to slow down. He sees his children jumpin' off at the stations - one by one. His woman and his best friend lay in bed and having fun. He's crawling down the corridor on his hands and knees. Old Charlie stole the handle and the train it won't stop going no way to slow down no way to slow down no way to slow down no way to slow down no way to slow down no way to slow down no way to slow down.