trapped my car in red light claustrophobia I slip the shackles, cut the rope, stand naked with a telescope As the cat walks alone under a big sky Against
Automotive science and engineering Automotive science and engineering In the hands of science The complete appliance We're moved to motor We're moved
Sailing round the true blue sphere Is it too late to bale out of here? Well, there has to be some better way To turn back the night, spin on to yesterday
It's an old profession Of subtle artillery. Rough wheels meshing --- Button out, button in. The tall general will mine A few bridges tonight, Stroking
Get out of the heat Get out of the heat Yeah, get out of the heat When the rats are running And the boys are gunning for heads on a tin plate You can
The money won't last forever Rent man called twice today I hope some day you'll find me in the lap of luxury Oh, lap of luxury Searched for a new apartment
Later, that same evening, she ran. I think she ran alone. Later, she had early warning from A hidden phone. Checked with the embassy --- She might have
Black Volga following me (Nobody's car) Mr. No One at the wheel (Of Nobody's car) Wet pavements, thin apartments Quiet dissent from darkened doorways
She smiles at me From beyond the eastern sea shore Flashing jeweled eyes She hoists her skirts so high Nouvelle cuisine or an oyster bar It's really
Tune into messages From the eastern avenue. Lock on to the ether --- Squeeze the signal through and through. War of the air-waves Making scare-waves.
In and out of shady places Walking on cold corners of the maze (Of the maze) Following the trace you leave unwittingly I wanna be no saboteur Oh no, me
've got you under wraps Under wraps I've got you under wraps Under wraps, wraps, wraps, wraps Wraps, wraps, wraps Under wraps Under wraps Under wraps
Under wraps, oh, I've got you under wraps Under wraps, oh, I've got you under wraps Under wraps, yeah, I've got you under wraps Under wraps, oh
Short Arctic desert day And someone left their snow shoes in the Tundra, ohh (Tundra) Look around every which way But I can't see just where the footprints
by your eyes. Wrapped in the folds of your attention. Under wraps! I've got you under wraps. Under wraps! I've got you under wraps. Tell you when
Fordítás: Jethro Tull. Titokban.
