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Habit forming, Battle warning, Weary, winsome actor spewing Spineless chilling lines. The critics falling over To tell themselves he’s boring And really not an awful lot of fun. Well, who the Hell can he be When he’s never had V.D. And he doesn’t even sit on toilet seats. Court jesting, Never resting, He must be very cunning To assume an air of dignity And bless us all With his oratory prowess, His lame brain antics, And his jumping in the air And every night his act’s the same And so it must be all a game of chess he’s playing. (But you’re wrong, Steve. You see, it’s only solitare.)  More Jethro Tull Song Lyrics
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