Jethro Tull Savannah Of Paddington Green
Glimpse me, squeeze me, see if I'm real
Tangible fauna, slippery eel
Chart me and dart me, faint dot on the screen
On the urban savannah of Paddington Green
I am the wild beast, tiny part of the herd
Flock, shoal and theatre of the absurd
Compare us to lemmings, death wish contemplation
Or in mindlessly happy sweet murmuration
Wheeling and whirling, in social display
Free flight celebration of synchronous play
Irresponsible echoes best heard and not seen
Over urban savannah of Paddington Green
I have a faint folk memory of trees, lush meadows
Right here on this spot where dust gathers and blows
Threatening spеcies, we turned in on oursеlves
Like others before us, now left on the shelves
Wheeling and whirling, in social display
Free flight celebration of synchronous play
Irresponsible echoes best heard and not seen
Over urban savannah of Paddington Green
But hey, we had glorious times of sweet ignorance
Reveling in shady, shared points of indifference
Adjacent cracked flyover, silent, serene
By the urban savannah of Paddington Green
By the urban savannah of Paddington Green
Of Paddington Green, of Paddington Green
Of Paddington Green
