Take you to the cinema
and leave you in a Wimpy Bar --
you tell me that we've gone to far --
come running up to me.
Make the scene at Cousin Jack's --
leave him put the bottles back --
mends his glasses that I cracked --
well that's one up to me.
NEXT THE SAME
Buy a silver cloud to ride --
pack the tennis club inside --
trouser cuffs hung far too wide --
well it was up to me.
Tyres down on your bicicle --
your nose feels like an icicle --
the yellow fingered smoky girl
is looking up to me.
Well I'm a common working man
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with a half of bitter -- bread and jam
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and if it pleases me I'll put one on you pan --
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when the copper fades away.
The rainy season comes to pass --
the day-glo pirate sinks at last --
and if I laughed a bit to fast.
Well it was up to me
words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
ALL CORRECTIONS ARE WELCOME