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Jethro Tull Crest Of A Knave

be a budding stately hero International competition in a year She was a good enough reason for a party (Well, you couldn't keep up on a hard track mile

In the dark of the city backwoods Something stirs then slips away Law and order in darkest Knights bridge Crime and punishment at play Hey Mr. Policeman

I ride I may not be coming back Left a lady with a heart All in pieces come apart, raising steam That engine up front Must have a heart big enough for

As the moon slips up and the sun sets down I'm a highrise jockey and I'm heaven bound Do the workboot shuffle, loose brains from brawn I'm a monkey puzzle

As the moon slips up, and the sun sets down, I'm a highrise jockey, and I'm heaven-bound. Do the workboot shuffle, loose brains from brawn. I'm a monkey

they might give me compensation... That's not what I'm chasing. I was a rich man before yesterday. Now all I have got is a cheque and a pickup truck

: As I wake up in a room somewhere... dawn light not yet showing. There's just a thin horizon between me and her... the edge of a half-dream glowing

: You ever had a day like I had today, when things are stacked up bad? You look around and every face you see seems guaranteed to send you mad. And

take me out the can. She said she was a dancer --- so she did. She said she was a dancer. If I believed it, it was my business. It felt like a merry