Tuesday, December 28, 2010


Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion. Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.

Living In The Past
Jethro Tull
And I’m smilin’
Walk a mile to
Drink Your water
You know
I’d love to love You
And above You
There’s no other
We’ll go
Walking out
While others shout
Of war’s disaster

We won’t give in
Let’s go living
In the past

I used to join in
Every boy and girl
Was my friend
There’s revolution
But they don’t know
What they’re fighting
Let us
Close our eyes
Outside their lives
Go on much faster

We won’t give in
We’ll keep living
In the past

We won’t give in
Let’s go living
In the past
Oh no
We won’t give in
Let’s go living
In the past

Thick As A Brick (Very Short Version)
Jethro Tull
Really don’t mind
If you sit this one out
My words
But a whisper
Your deafness
A shout
I may make you feel
But I can’t make you think
Your sperm’s in the gutter
Your love’s in the sink

So you ride yourselves over the fields
And you make all your animal deals
And your wise men don’t know how it feels
To be thick
As a brick

And the sandcastle virtues
Are all swept away
In the tidal destruction
The moral melee
The elastic retreat
Rings the close of play
As the last wave uncovers
The newfangled way

But your new shoes are worn at the heels
And your suntan does rapidly peel
And your wise men don’t know how it feels
To be thick
As a brick

And the love that I feel
Is so far away
I’m a bad dream
That I just had today
And you shake your head
And say it’s a shame

See there
A son is born
And we pronounce him fit to fight
There are blackheads on his shoulders
And he pees himself in the night
We’ll make a man of him
Put him to trade
Teach him to play Monopoly
And how to sing in the rain

The poet and the painter
Casting shadows on the water
As the sun plays on the infantry
Returning from the sea
The doer and the thinker
No allowance for the other
As the failing light illuminates
The mercenary’s creed
The home fire burning
The kettle almost boiling
But the master of the house
Is far away
The horses stamping
The warm breath clouding
In the sharp and frosty morning
Of the day
And the poet lifts his pen
While the soldier sheaths his sword
And the youngest of the family
Is moving with authority
Building castles by the sea
He dares the tardy tide
To wash them all aside

I’ve come down from the upper-class
To mend your rotten ways
My father was a man of power
Whom everyone obeyed

Lyrics From: [elyrics.net]

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  1. 'Thick as a brick' indeed! Off his head I say. But he was born in Dunfermline I suppose.

    'Living in the past' is good, and I bought one of their first albums I remember. The second song is a bit overblown.

  2. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Adullamite!!! Be assured that the actual lyrics to "Living In The Past" came as a great shock to me. For I had no idea what they were really saying until I went to pick a couple of songs from the many by them for this post.

    Yeah, I was just another idiot shaking my head back and forth to the music without having a clue about what was really going on back then. Sadly, I don't think that "I" have improved all that much since.

  3. I don't recall ever hearing the second one. I suppose this was another one that I never listened to much.

  4. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Ann!!! Sorry, but it must have been when you were not paying attention (again). For I can remember "Thick As A Brick" being played in heavy rotation back in the day. Granted, it did not reach the heights of popularity as "Aqualung" and "Locomotive Breath," but it had its share of airtime.

  5. Just stopping by to say good morning! Happy New Year, sandie

  6. Great post FishHawk, the Pied Piper, made music of history. I heard a few days ago, played aqualung in 1971, I like very much, for its magical atmosphere..... ;)

  7. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Sandie!!! It is always better with you around.

  8. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear David!!! From the concert footage on the videos, it sure looks like they can put on quite a show!


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