Who would be a poor man, a beggar man, a thief, if he held a rich man in his hand? — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
“I nominate this song as the "Song for the group" (from the Benefit CD): Chorus from the song "Inside" by Jethro Tull for it's… — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
I'll make love to you in all good places, under black mountains and open spaces. — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
All sorts of dung and compost contain some matter which, when mixed with the soil, ferments therein; and by such ferment dissolves, crumbles, and… — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
The excrement bubbles, the century slime decays, and the brainwashing government lackeys would have us say it's under control. — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
I've tried my best to love you all, all you hypocrites and whores with your eyes on each other and locks on your doors. — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
Snot is running down his nose, greasy fingers, smearing shabby clothes. — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
The sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction, the moral melee. — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
How can you laugh when your mother's hungry? How can you smile when the reasons for smiling are wrong? — Jethro Tull Copy Share Image
