Tytuł: Pig-Me And The Whore

• Wykonawca: Jethro Tull
• Wyświetleń: 211

``Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me,'' said the
  pig-me to the whore,
  desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain.
  Little man, his youth a fountain.
  Overdrafted and still counting.
  Vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to
  where he came from.
  In the doorway of the stars, between Blandford Street
  and Mars;
  Proposition, deal. Flying button feel. Testicle testing.
  Wallet ever-bulging. Dressed to the left, divulging
  the wrinkles of his years.
  Wedding-bell induced fears.
  Shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance.
  International assistance flowing generous and full
  to his never-ready tool.
  Pulls his eyes over her wool.
  And he shudders as he comes.
  And my rudder slowly turns me into the Marylebone
  Road.