Jethro Tull

Her legs went on forever, like staring at infinity through a wisp of cotton panty along a skin of satin sea.

— Jethro Tull

I'll make love to you in all good places, under black mountains and open spaces.

— Jethro Tull

Everyone's saved, we're in the grave. See you there for afternoon tea.

— Jethro Tull

I don't know about carry out, but you can carry me off to bed.

— Jethro Tull

He hears the silence howling catches angels as they fall, and the all time winner has got him by the fun.

— Jethro Tull

Hold your head up to the gun of a million cathode ray tubes aired at your tiny skull.

— Jethro Tull

Jump up, look around, find yourself some fun. No sense in sitting there hating everyone.

— Jethro Tull

He's watching me watching you watching him watching me watching him watching.

— Jethro Tull

He is the God of nothing, if that is all you can see. He is the God of everything, he's inside you…

— Jethro Tull

A sweetly scented angel fell, she laid her head upon my disbelief, and battled with me with her ever smile.

— Jethro Tull

Who would be a poor man, a beggar man, a thief, if he held a rich man in his hand?

— Jethro Tull

“Well, maybe he was Jesus but his hair could have used a comb.”

— Jethro Tull

The sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction, the moral melee.

— Jethro Tull

Sitting on a park bench, eyeing up little girls with bad intent.

— Jethro Tull

Too many heroes stepping on too many toes, too many yes-men nodding when they really mean no.

— Jethro Tull