Sun streaking cold an old man wandring lonely,
taking time the only way he knows.
Legs hurting bad as he bends to pick a dog end .
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.
Feeling alone the army's up the road,
salvation a la mode and a cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy.
You poor old sod see it's only me.
(faster and heavier)
Do you still remember Decembers foggy freeze
when the ice that clings onto your beard
e-
And your ratling last breaths with deepseadiver sounds
and the flowers bloom like madness in the spring.
(G-pentatonic guitar solo)
"Hey, Aqalung"
I'm pretty sure everyone can do without tab here
"Sun streaking cold, an old man "
"I still remember "
"Taking time the only time he knows "