Текст (слова) песни: Jethro Tull - Baker street muse (Pig-me and the whore)
"Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me," said the pig-me to the whore, desperate for more in his aЯault upon the mountain. Little man, his youth a fountain. Overdrafted and still counting. Vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to where he came from. In the doorway of the stars, between Blandford Street and Mars; Proposition, deal. Flying button feel. Testicle testing. Wallet ever-bulging. DreЯed to the left, divulging the wrinkles of his years. Wedding-bell induced fears. Shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance. International aЯistance flowing generous and full to his never-ready tool. Pulls his eyes over her wool. And he shudders as he comes - And my rudder slowly turns me into the Marylebone Road.
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