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Текст песни «Minstrel In The Gallery» от Jethro Tull

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Jethro Tull - "Minstrel In The Gallery"

Lyrics to Minstrel In The Gallery : The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. He met the gazes observed the spaces between the old mens cackle. He brewed a song of love and hatred, oblique suggestions and he waited. He polarized the pumpkin-eaters, static-humming panel-beaters, freshly day-glowd factory cheaters (salaried and collar-scrubbing.) He titillated men-of-action belly warming, hands still rubbing on the parts they never mention. He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating, one-line jokers, TV documentary makers (overfed and undertakers.) Sunday paper backgammon players family-scarred and women-haters. Then he called the band down to the stage and he looked at all the friends hed made. The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. He met the gazes observed the spaces in between the old mens cackle. He brewed a song of love and hatred, oblique suggestions and he waited. He polarized the pumpkin-eaters, static-humming panel-beaters, The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the rabbit-run. And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in everyone. He titillated men-of-action belly warming, hands still rubbing on the parts they never mention. (salaried and collar-scrubbing.) He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating, one-line jokers, TV documentary makers (overfed and undertakers.) Sunday paper backgammon players family-scarred and women-haters. Then he called the band down to the stage and he looked at all the friends hed made. The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the rabbit-run. And threw away his looking-glass - and saw his face in everyone. The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. He met the gazes... The minstrel in the gallery [ Minstrel In The Gallery Lyrics ]

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