“Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Oh, Aqualung
Sun streaking cold
An old man wandering lonely
Taking time the only way he knows
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.”
Scene no 64:
A homeless long-haired, bearded man in shabby clothes (LEPI original
woodcut figure) with a stray dog (Starlux toys) on the city streets (Unidentified
painting on wood).
The lyrics:
From the title song Aqualung, from Jethro Tull’s fourth studio album.
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