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Album: Miscellaneous (2003)
Artists: Jethro Tull

  1. A Stitch In Time
  2. Aeroplane
  3. Audition
  4. Beltane
  5. Coronach
  6. Crossword
  7. Down At The End Of Your Road
  8. I'm Your Gun
  9. Jack Frost And The Hooded Crow
  10. Jack-A-Lynn
  11. Kelpie
  12. Lick Your Fingers Clean
  13. Living In These Hard Times
  14. March The Mad Scientist
  15. Mayhem, Maybe
  16. Motoreyes
  17. No Rehearsal
  18. Nothing To Say
  19. One White Duck/0=Nothing At All
  20. One White Duck/0=Nothing At All
  21. Overhang
  22. Part Of The Machine
  23. Passion Play
  24. Rhythm In Gold
  25. Saturation
  26. Scenario
  27. Stormy Monday Blues
  28. Strip Cartoon
  29. Summerday Sands
  30. Sunshine Day
  31. Thick As A Brick
  32. Thick As A Brick (Part One)
  33. Thick As A Brick (Part Two)
  34. Too Many Too


Jethro Tull
Miscellaneous
One White Duck/0=Nothing At All
There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.
And there's a note on the telephone --- some roses on a
Tray.
And the motorway's stretching right out to us all,
As i pull on my old wings --- one white duck
On your wall.
Isn't it just too damn real?
I'll catch a ride on your violin --- strung upon your bow.
And i'll float on your melody --- sing your chorus soft
And low.
There's a picture-view postcard to say that i called.
You can see from the fireplace, one white duck
On your wall.
Isn't it just too damn real?
So fly away peter and fly away paul --- from the
Finger-tip ledge of contentment.
The long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls.
And i'm probably bound to deceive you after all.

Something must be wrong with me and my brain ---
If i'm so patently unrewarding.
But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that
Way --- and my zero to your power of ten equals
Nothing at all.

There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.
I'm available for consultation,
But remember your way in is also my way out, and
Love's four-letter word is no compensation.

Well, i'm the black ace dog-handler: i'm a waiter on
Skates --- so don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion.
Because i'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays ---
To be cleared before i can dine on your sweet sunday
Lunch confusion.
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