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Jethro Tull
CRAZED INSTITUTION
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CRAZED INSTITUTION,
Jethro Tull
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Just a little touch of make-up; just a little touch of bull;
just a little 3-chord trick embedded in your platform soul;
you can wear a gold piaget on your semaphore wrist;
you can dance the old adage with a dapper new twist.
and you can ring a crown of roses round your cranium,
live and die upon your cross of platinum.
join the crazed institution of the stars.
be the man that you think (know) you really are.
Crawl inside your major triad, curl up and laugh
as your agent scores another front page photograph.
is it them or is it you throwing dice inside the loo
awaiting someone else to pull the chain.
well grab the old bog-handle, hold your breath and light a candle.
clear your throat and pray for rain to irrigate the corridors that echo in
your brain filled with empty nothingness, empty hunger pains.
And you can ring a crown of roses round your cranium,
live and die upon your cross of platinum.
join the crazed institution of the stars.
be the man that you think (know) you really are.
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Just a little touch of make-up; just a little touch of bull; just a little 3-chord trick embedded in your platform soul; you can wear a gold piaget on your semaphore wrist; you can dance the old adage with a dapper new twist. and you can ring a crown of roses round your cranium, live and die upon your cross of platinum. join the crazed institution of the stars. be the man that you think (know) you really are. Crawl inside your major triad, curl up and laugh as your agent scores another front page photograph. is it them or is it you throwing dice inside the loo awaiting someone else to pull the chain. well grab the old bog-handle, hold your breath and light a candle. clear your throat and pray for rain to irrigate the corridors that echo in your brain filled with empty nothingness, empty hunger pains. And you can ring a crown of roses round your cranium, live and die upon your cross of platinum. join the crazed institution of the stars. be the man that you think (know) you really are.
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