Texty: Jethro Tull. Aqualung. Up To Me.

Okay, this is up to me
One, two, three, four

Take you to the cinema
And leave you in a Wimpy Bar
You tell me that we've gone too far
Come running up to me

Make the scene at Cousin Jack's
Leave him to put the bottles back
Mends his glasses that I cracked
Well that one's up to me, yeah

Buy a silver cloud to ride
Pack the tennis club inside
Trouser cuffs hung far too wide
It was up to me

Tyres down on your bicycle
Your nose feels like an icicle
The yellow fingered smoky girl
Is looking up to me, yeah

Oh, you know it's up to me girl
Oh it's up to me

Well I'm a common working man
With a half of bitter bread and jam
And if it pleases me I'll put one on you man
When the copper fades away, yeah yeah

Oh, you know it's up to me, yeah
It's up to me

The rainy season comes to pass
The day-glo pirate sinks at last
And if I laughed a bit too fast
Well it was up to me

Take you to the cinema
And leave you in a Wimpy Bar
You tell me that we've gone too far
Come running up to me, yeah

Oh, you know it's up to me, yeah
Oh, it's up to me, oh