Lyrics Jethro Tull

Jethro Tull

Slipstream

Well the lush separation unfolds you

And the products of wealth

Push you along on the bow wave

Of their spiritless undying selves.

And you press on God's waiter your last dime

As he hands you the bill.

And you spin in the slipstream

Tideless, unreasoning

Paddle right out of the mess.