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Jethro Tull - Son lyrics
Oh, I'll be sympathy. Be grateful my son for what you get: Expression and passion. Ten days for watching the sunset. When I was your age amusement we made for ourselves. Permission to breathe sir. Don't talk like that, I'm your man. There'll soon be [???] So join up as soon as you can. You can't borrow that! 'Cause that's for the races and doesn't grow on trees. I only feel what touches me And feeling, touching, I can see A better state to be in. Who has the right To question what I might do? In feeling I should touch the real And only things I feel. It's advice. It ain't nice To know when you're best advised. You're only turned thirty, So son you'd better apologize. And when you grow up, if you're good we will buy you a bike |
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