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ian anderson – confessional lyrics

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[gerald the banker]
i made my millions, stashed the pile in swiss bank havens, lost the lot
when inland revenue got wise. so, i did my time, my time for what?

[gerald the homeless]
on the streets, a pretty pickle. i met a man who lifted me.
took me home for slap and tickle, in civil partnership, pledged to me.

[gerald the chorister]
enough of twisted overkill, h-llfire, d-mnation, voices shrill.
i was rumbled, de-frocked and tumbled from grace and favour, caught hand in till.

[gerald the military man]
invalided out of theatre. civilian rehabilitation.
my time now given to help my brothers find cold feet, lost building nations.

[gerald: a most ordinary man]
sold the shop, flicked off the power switch. in silent siding, mallard must stay.
carriages and sleek coal tender packed in boxes, sold on ebay. sold on ebay.

- ian anderson lyrics

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