[00:00.00] 作词 : Ian Anderson/Jennie Anderson[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ian Anderson/Jennie Anderson[00:08.97]Sitting on a park bench[00:12.80]eyeing little girls with bad intent.[00:22.55]Snot running down his nose[00:26.43]greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, Aqualung.[00:36.16]Drying in the cold sun[00:39.95]Watching as the frilly panties run, Aqualung.[00:49.67]Feeling like a dead duck[00:53.62]spitting out pieces of his broken luck, oh Aqualung.[01:04.34]Sun streaking cold[01:07.39]an old man wandering lonely.[01:11.65]Taking time[01:13.06]the only way he knows.[01:19.76]Leg hurting bad,[01:22.72]as he bends to pick a dog-end[01:26.86]he goes down to the bog[01:29.55]and warms his feet.[01:39.85]Feeling alone[01:42.65]the army's up the road[01:46.82]salvation à la mode and[01:49.97]a cup of tea.[01:55.33]Aqualung my friend[01:58.26]don't you start away uneasy[02:02.40]you poor old sod, you see, it's only me.[02:14.71]Do you still remember[02:16.67]December's foggy freeze[02:19.24]when the ice that[02:20.16]clings on to your beard[02:22.17]It was screaming agony.[02:24.50]And you snatch your rattling last breaths[02:27.04]with deep-sea-diver sounds,[02:29.52]and the flowers bloom like[02:31.25]madness in the spring.[02:38.45]Sun streaking cold[02:40.55]an old man wandering lonely.[02:43.34]Taking time[02:44.52]the only way he knows.[02:48.75]Leg hurting bad,[02:50.97]as he bends to pick a dog-end[02:53.80]he goes down to the bog[02:55.64]and warms his feet.[03:02.32]Feeling alone[03:04.43]the army's up the road[03:07.04]salvation à la mode and[03:09.30]a cup of tea.[03:12.90]Aqualung my friend[03:14.93]don't you start away uneasy[03:17.71]you poor old sod, you see, it's only me.[04:51.98]Aqualung my friend[04:54.87]don't you start away uneasy[04:59.13]you poor old sod, you see, it's only me.[05:19.39]Sitting on a park bench[05:23.38]eyeing little girls with bad intent.[05:33.27]Snot running down his nose[05:37.41]greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes, Aqualung.[05:46.76]Drying in the cold sun[05:50.65]Watching as the frilly panties run, Aqualung.[06:00.22]Feeling like a dead duck --[06:04.09]spitting out pieces of his broken luck, Aqualung.[06:24.14]Oh, Aqualung