Sitting on a park bench
♪
Eyeing little girls with bad intent

Snot's running down his nose

Greasy fingers, smearing shabby clothes
Hey, Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Hey, Aqualung
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
♪
Feeling alone
♪
The army's up the road
Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod
You see, it's only me
♪
Do you still remember
♪
December's foggy freeze
When the ice that clings on to your beard
Was screaming agony?
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
With deep-sea diver sounds
And the flowers bloom like madness in the spring
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

Feeling alone
♪
The army's up the road
Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod
You see, it's only me
Me, oh-oh-oh
♪
Aqualung, my friend
♪
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod
You see, it's only me, yeah
Sitting on a park bench
♪
Eying little girls with bad intent
♪
Snot's running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
Hey, Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Hey, Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Hey, Aqualung
♪
Woah, Aqualung