Locomotive Breath, Jethro Tull
Still no clue what it means.
Suffragette City, David Bowie. There’s only room for one and here she comes, here she comes.
The whole “Ziggy Startust” album is good listening.
Count yourself lucky. When you understand the position of ol’ Charlie, you’re not in a good place.
Loved Aqualung when it came out. Still have it on vinyl and reel to reel tape, neither of which I have any means of playing. Anyway, the lyrics remind me of the Grateful Dead’s Casey Jones, about a similar train wreck.
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