My God
Jethro Tull
People -- what have you done -- locked Him in His golden cage. Made Him bend to your religion -- Him resurrected from the grave. He is the god of nothing -- if that's all that you can see. You are the god of everything -- He's inside you and me. So lean upon Him gently and don't call on Him to save you from your social graces and the sins you used to waive. The bloody Church of England -- in chains of history -- requests your earthly presence at the vicarage for tea. And the graven image you-know-who -- with His plastic crucifix -- he's got him fixed -- confuses me as to who and where and why -- as to how he gets his kicks. Confessing to the endless sin -- the endless whining sounds. You'll be praying till next Thursday to all the gods that you can count.1971 70s 70s high school faves acoustic acoustic guitar All time best atheist avantgarde rock classic classic rock classic Tull despair english epic epic songs favorites favourite flute flute fucking rocks folk good Greatest tracks ever hard rock heavy heavy-folk-blues-rock innovative it reminds me of sth pleasant jethro tull marvellous minstrel nK fav nostalgic Old Time Religion political Prog Folk Progressive Progressive rock proto-doom rating 4 rock sin The best of the best tracks tull
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