Jethro Tull - Mother England Reverie video free download

A song within a song (Baker Street Muse) which is my particular favourite part, so i uploaded it. From beginning of Mother England Reverie to the end of the song, plus a bit of after stuff.

LYRICS

I have no time for Time Magazine or Rolling Stone.

I have no wish for wishing wells or wishing bones.

I have no house in the country, I have no motor car.

And if you think I'm joking, then I'm just a one-line joker in a public bar.

And it seems there's nobody left for tennis; and I'm a one-band-man.

And I want no Top Twenty funeral or a hundred grand.

There was a little boy stood on a burning log,

rubbing his hands with glee.

He said, "Oh Mother England,

did you light my smile - or did you light this fire under me?

One day I'll be a minstrel in the gallery,

and paint you a picture of the queen.

And if sometimes I sing to a cynical degree,

it's just the nonsense that it seems."

So I drift down through the Baker Street valley,

in my steep-sided unreality.

And when all's said and all's done,

I couldn't wish for a better one.

It's a real-life ripe dead certainty -

that I'm just a Baker Street Muse.

Hopping down the gutter, stinking, winking in the same old way.

And I tried to catch my eye but I looked the other way.

Indian restaurants that curry my brain,

newspaper warriors changing the names they advertise from the station stand.

Circumcised with cold print hands.

Windy bus-stop. Click. Shop-window heel.

Shady gentleman. Fly-button feel.

In the underpass, the blind man stands

with cold flute hands.

Symphony match-seller, breath out of time,

you can call me on another line.

Didn't make her

With my Baker Street Ruse.

Couldn't shake her

With my Baker Street Bruise.

Like to take her

But I'm just a Baker Street Muse.

(Im just a baker street muse....)

(I can't get out!)