Jethro Tull is a progressive rock / folk rock band which formed in Blackpool, Lancashire, England in 1967. Their music is marked by the initially soulful and bluesy, and later expressively idiosyncratic, vocal style and unique lead flute work of frontman Ian Anderson, and their notable guitarist Martin Barre. Their songs feature unusual and often complex construction, incorporating elements of classical and celtic folk music, as well as art rock and alternative rock.
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FCDmBb She said she was a dancer. If I believed it, it was my busines FCDm She surely knew a thing or two about control. FC Next to the bar we hit the samovar. DmBb She almost slipped right through my fingers. FCDm It was snowing outside and in her soul.
FCDmBb Well, maybe you're a dancer, and maybe I'm the King of Old Siam. FCDm I thought it through... best to let the illusion roll. FC I wouldn't say I've never heard that tale before, DmBb my frozen little señorita, FCDm but if your dream is good, why not share it when the nights are cold? GCD Hey Moscow, what's your story? Lady, take your time, don't hurry. GDC Maybe a student of the agricultural plan. GCD Hey Moscow, what's your name? If you don't want to say, don't worry. GDC It would probably be hard for me to make it scan.
With her phrase book in her silk soft hand she spoke in riddles while the vodka listened. I said, ``Let me look up love, if I might be so bold.'' She was the nearest thing to Rock and Roll that side of the velvet curtain that separates eastern steel from western gold.
Hey Miss Moscow, what's your story? You needn't speak aloud, just whisper. Am I just the closest thing to an Englishman? You've seen me in your magazines, or maybe on state television. I'm your Pepsi-Cola, but you won't take me out the can. She said she was a dancer --- so she did.
She said she was a dancer. If I believed it, it was my business. It felt like a merry dance that I was being led. So I stole one kiss. It was a near miss. She looked at me like I was Jack the Ripper. She leaned in close. ``Goodnight,'' was all she said. So I took myself off to bed.
Words and music by IAN ANDERSON
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