Sitting on the park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent Snot running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes... hey aqualung
Drying in the cold sun, watching as the pretty panties run... hey aqualung Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck... oh aqualung
Sun streaking cold, an old man wandering lonely Taking time the only way he knows Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end He goes down to the park and warms his feet
Feeling alone, the armies of the road Salvation alomode and a cup of tea Aqualung my friend, don�t you start away up easy You poor old sod, you see it�s only me
Do you still remember December�s foggy freeze When the ice that clings on to you beard with screaming agony Hey If you snatch a rattling last breaths, with deep sea diver sounds And the flowers bloom like madness in the Spring
Sun streaking cold, an old man wandering lonely Taking time the only way he knows Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end He goes down to the park and warms his feet
Feeling alone, the armies of the road Salvation alomode and a cup of tea Aqualung my friend, don�t you start away uneasy You poor old sod, you see it�s only me... Oh
De de de de, de de de de de de de Aqualung my friend, don�t you start away uneasy You poor old sod, you see it�s only me
Sitting on the park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent Snot running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes... hey aqualung
Drying in the cold sun, watching as the pretty panties run... hey aqualung Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck... hey aqualung Oh... aqualung