Jethro Tull

3 letras traducidas de Jethro Tull

Jethro Tull – Aqualung

Aqualung Sitting on a park bench Eying little girls with bad intent Snots running down his nose Greasy fingers smearing

Jethro Tull – Locomotive breath

Locomotive breath In the shuffling madness of Locomotive Breath Runs the all-time loser Headlong to his death Oh He feels

Jethro Tull – Thick as a brick (Part I)

Thick as a brick (Part I) [1. Really Don’t Mind / See There a Son Is Born] Really don’t mind