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Jethro Tull Flying Colours

predictable and we know it We'll settle old scores now and settle the hard way You may not even live to outgrow it Once again, we're flying colours, flying colours

Traducció: Jethro Tull. Flying Colours.

to where we came to blows? We were set up in a red condition and again we're flying colours. Shout - but you see it still won't do. With my colours