Wootton Bassett Town


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2012 Thick as a Brick 2

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Wootton Bassett Town di Ian Anderson

Thick as a Brick 2
  1. From a Pebble Thrown
  2. Pebbles Instrumental
  3. Might-have-beens
  4. Upper Sixth Loan Shark
  5. Banker Bets, Banker Wins
  6. Swing It Far
  7. Adrift and Dumfounded
  8. Old School Song
  9. Wootton Bassett Town
  10. Power and Spirit
  11. Give Till It Hurts
  12. Cosy Corner
  13. Shunt and Shuffle
  14. A Change of Horses
  15. Confessional
  16. Kismet in Suburbia
  17. What-ifs, Maybes, Might-have-beens
Hourglass sands run through my veins like blood draining from a salty wound.
Mad Mars forgets the cost of strife, serves no longer, purpose in my life.
I lie in sweat, cry others’ tears and write a letter to my Mum,
My wife, my God unheard, unseen, Who never thinks to intervene.

Oh, what pain and oh, what lie has called to us, from heaven on high?
This cruel and harsh sweet punishment for follies acted, leaves us spent.
Long road to Baghdad, then Persian hordes?
Where will we stop to sheath our swords?
IEDs lie patient, sleeping, wake when soldier boots come creeping.

Hourglass sands run through my veins like blood draining from a salty wound.
Mad Mars forgets the cost of strife, serves no longer, purpose in my life.
Down this dusty scorched wind-blast track, eyes facing forward, ne’er look back.
As rain comes down on Wootton Bassett Town, black hearses crawl and church bells sound.
Bikers, burghers line the kerbs; a politician, a Highness Royal.
Chance shoppers, tradesmen, stiffly stand and shed their tears for the military man

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