A#
Sitting on a park bench
C D A# C
Eyeing little girls with bad intent.
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A#
Snot is running down his nose
C D A# C
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
A# C
hey, Aqualung
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A#
Drying in the cold sun
C D A# C
Watching as the frilly panties run.
A# C
hey Aqualung
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A#
Feeling like a dead duck
C D A# C
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
A# C
ooh Aqualung
Em D A
Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely
Am Em D D2 D
Taking time the only way he knows
Em D A
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end
Am Em D D2 D
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Em D A
Feeling alone, the armies up the road
Am Em D D2 D
Salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea
Em D A
Aqualung my friend, don' t you start away uneasy
Am Em D D2 D
You poor old sod you see it' s only me
Em D Em
Do you still remember, Decembers foggy freeze?
Em D Em
When the ice that clings on to your beard, was screaming agony
Em D A
And you snatch your rattling last breathes with deep-sea-diver-sounds
Am Em D D2 D
And the flowers bloomed like madness in the spring
Em D A
Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely
Am Em D D2 D
Taking time the only way he knows
Em D A
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end
Am Em D D2 D
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Em D A
Feeling alone, the armies up the road
Am Em D D2 D
Salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea
Em D A
Aqualung my friend, don' t you start away uneasy
Am Em D
You poor old sod you see it' s only me
e --------------
A#
Sitting on a park bench
C D A# C
Eyeing little girls with bad intent.
e --------------
A#
Snot is running down his nose
C D A# C
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
A# C
hey, Aqualung
e --------------
A#
Drying in the cold sun
C D A# C
Watching as the frilly panties run.
A# C
hey Aqualung
e --------------
A# C D
ooh Aqualung
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