[00:08.66] Sitting on a park bench [00:12.55] Eyeing little girls with bad intent [00:15.64] [00:22.27] Snot's running down his nose [00:26.42] Greasy fingers, smearing shabby clothes [00:31.81] Hey, Aqualung [00:35.71] Drying in the cold sun [00:39.54] Watching as the frilly panties run [00:43.28] [00:45.56] Hey, Aqualung [00:49.52] Feeling like a dead duck [00:53.12] Spitting out pieces of his broken luck [00:58.73] Oh, Aqualung [01:03.71] Sun streaking cold [01:06.77] An old man wandering lonely [01:11.22] Taking time the only way he knows [01:16.78] [01:19.63] Leg hurting bad [01:22.53] As he bends to pick a dog-end [01:26.58] He goes down to the bog and warms his feet [01:31.35] [01:39.45] Feeling alone [01:42.39] The army's up the road [01:46.44] Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea [01:52.48] [01:54.79] Aqualung, my friend [01:57.97] Don't you start away uneasy [02:02.18] You poor old sod [02:04.18] You see, it's only me [02:07.13] [02:14.00] Do you still remember [02:16.23] December's foggy freeze [02:19.07] When the ice that clings on to your beard [02:21.46] Was screaming agony? [02:24.26] And you snatch your rattling last breaths [02:26.71] With deep-sea diver sounds [02:29.14] And the flowers bloom like madness in the spring [02:34.59] [02:37.93] Sun streaking cold [02:40.27] An old man wandering lonely [02:42.81] Taking time the only way he knows [02:48.45] Leg hurting bad [02:50.58] As he bends to pick a dog-end [02:53.33] He goes down to the bog and warms his feet [02:56.74] [03:01.79] Feeling alone [03:04.05] The army's up the road [03:06.86] Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea [03:12.31] Aqualung, my friend [03:14.38] Don't you start away uneasy [03:17.47] You poor old sod [03:18.79] You see, it's only me [03:21.61] Me, oh-oh-oh [03:25.50] [04:51.21] Aqualung, my friend [04:54.32] Don't you start away uneasy [04:58.39] You poor old sod [05:00.46] You see, it's only me, yeah [05:05.43] [05:18.62] Sitting on a park bench [05:22.53] Eying little girls with bad intent [05:27.24] [05:32.65] Snot's running down his nose [05:36.60] Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes [05:42.01] Hey, Aqualung [05:46.14] Drying in the cold sun [05:49.80] Watching as the frilly panties run [05:55.44] Hey, Aqualung [05:59.72] Feeling like a dead duck [06:03.27] Spitting out pieces of his broken luck [06:09.01] Hey, Aqualung [06:12.22] [06:23.33] Woah, Aqualung [06:28.87]