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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 8:12:20 GMT -5
[glow=red,8,300]Valentine Tull[/glow]If you love Tull and want to impress your wife or girlfriend or whomever, this is worth it's weight in Chocolate! Sing Along with Tull! Kissing Willie lyrics Breaking hearts in a market town. She eats filet of sole and washes it down with sparkling wine. Nice girl, but a bad girl's better. Qualifies in both ways to my mind. But now she's kissing Willie. She shows a leg --- shows it damn well. Knows how to drive a man right back to being a child. Well, she's a --- nice girl, but her bad girl's better. I can read it in her cheating eyes and know that in a while --- Well, she'll be kissing Willie. (My best friend, Willie.) Willie stands and Willie falls. Willie bangs his head behind grey factory walls. She's a --- nice girl, but her bad girl's better. Me and Willie just can't help come, when she calls. Now she's kissing Willie. (My best friend, Willie.) ;D
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 10:03:45 GMT -5
This belongs in the Vinyl Tull thread too, but it's a Valentine Single from 1968. note: Ian Henderson on credits.
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Post by Icy Lucifer on Feb 14, 2012 10:21:34 GMT -5
[glow=red,8,300]Valentine Tull[/glow]If you love Tull and want to impress your wife or girlfriend or whomever, this is worth it's weight in Chocolate! Sing Along with Tull! Kissing Willie lyrics Breaking hearts in a market town. She eats filet of sole and washes it down with sparkling wine. Nice girl, but a bad girl's better. Qualifies in both ways to my mind. But now she's kissing Willie. She shows a leg --- shows it damn well. Knows how to drive a man right back to being a child. Well, she's a --- nice girl, but her bad girl's better. I can read it in her cheating eyes and know that in a while --- Well, she'll be kissing Willie. (My best friend, Willie.) Willie stands and Willie falls. Willie bangs his head behind grey factory walls. She's a --- nice girl, but her bad girl's better. Me and Willie just can't help come, when she calls. Now she's kissing Willie. (My best friend, Willie.) ;D Impressing your wife/girlfriend with this video is liable to have you 'Sleeping with the Dog' - and I don't mean Bridget the Beagle.
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 10:23:02 GMT -5
I could not find a video of "Undressed to Kill" from 1989. Here is the best I could do. Warning: No Nudity JETHRO TULL - "Undressed to Kill" Working on the late shift --- first drink of the day. Pull a chair up to the table, have to look the other way. What kind of place am I in? And who's this over here? Shaking through the silver bubbles climbing through my beer. Won't let it move me, but I can't sit still. Could you meet the eyes of a working girl undressed to kill? Staring through the smoke haze --- plaid shirts in the night. Well, I'm making sure that everything is zipped up tight. Who's that jumping on the table? Putting tonic in my gin? Brushing silken dollars on her cold white skin. Won't let it move me, but I can't sit still. Could you meet the eyes of a working girl undressed to kill? She could have been sweet seventeen. There again, well, so could I. There was a tear drop sparkle on the inside of her thigh. Going to fetch myself a cold beer. I've got to get a grip. Find some place to touch down. Find a landing strip. Won't let it move me, but I can't sit still. Can you meet the eyes of a working girl all undressed to kill? Last one out is a cold duck. Padding down the road. I wait outside, my motor running --- got a warm dream to unload. Can I face her in the sunshine? In the harsh real light of day? She walks out with recognition in her eyes --- I look away. Won't let it move me, but I can't sit still. Couldn't meet the eyes of a working girl undressed to kill.
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 10:53:08 GMT -5
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 14:01:54 GMT -5
Bridget the Tull Beagle recommends this song for Valentine's Day. One day I walked the road and crossed a field To go by where the hounds ran hard.And on the master raced: behind the hunters chased To where the path was barred. One fine young ladys horse refused the fence to clear. I unlocked the gate but she did wait until the pack had disappeared. Crop handle carved in bone; Sat high upon a throne of finest english leather. The queen of all the pack, This joker raised his hat and talked about the weather. All should be warned about this high born hunting girl. She took this simple man's downfall in hand; I raised the flag that she unfurled. Boot leather flashing and spurnecks the size of my thumb. This highborn hunter had tastes as strange as they come. Unbridled passion: I took the bit in my teeth. ;D Her standing over --- me on my knees underneath. My lady, be discrete. I must get to my feet and go back to the farm. Whilst I appreciate you are no deviate, I might come to some harm. I'm not inclined to acts refined, if that's how it goes. Oh, high born hunting girl, I'm just a normal low born so and so.
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 15:00:30 GMT -5
Romance and soft hearts - "At Last Forever"
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Post by Dan on Feb 14, 2012 15:54:00 GMT -5
Romance and soft hearts - "At Last Forever" I guess this song is apropos for Valentine's Day because it's about killing yourself! Dan
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 16:34:21 GMT -5
I guess this song is apropos for Valentine's Day because it's about killing yourself! Dan Love is complicated. I believe the main point is the guy changes his mind when he sees heaven in her face. But, I could be wrong. Ian doesn't write many love songs. "Not in this lifetime, babe but we'll cling together: some kind of heaven written in your face."
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 18:05:11 GMT -5
"Fire at Midnight" has to be a love song. ;D Chicks dig a fireplace and candles. ;D
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 20:45:03 GMT -5
Last call for love on Valentine Tull 2012. "Bends Like A Willow" She's catching the wind... the gentlest of breezes. It's a sensitive passage she's sailing - Through stormy straits, navigates my unfathomable failings. She rises before me, reading me clearly. Empty nest left pressed in the pillow. She can shift, she can sway and bend like a willow. I'm swept in the riptide. Caught in a fish trap. Gift-wrapped in my soft self centre. Summer sun leaves me as one who can only taste winter. She's a good, a good God-send... she can bend like a willow. With a fully armed angel to cover me quickly, I'm cool under enemy fire. If I fall, she can crawl right under the wire. When I'm caustic and cold, she might dare to be bold - ease me round to her warm way of thinking... fill me up from the cup of love that she's drinking. And I find, given time, I can bend like a willow. She bends like a willow Bends like a willow. Like a willow. Willow.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2012 21:09:45 GMT -5
Waaaay back in 1982 In was quoted as saying "I only write 2 kinds of songs, love songs and songs about hate" he also put this forward in the lyrics of MITG. If you take a look at it that way, he's written many many love songs. He just doesn't do "oooo baaaby" stuff...... Darin
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 14, 2012 21:35:25 GMT -5
Waaaay back in 1982 In was quoted as saying "I only write 2 kinds of songs, love songs and songs about hate" he also put this forward in the lyrics of MITG. If you take a look at it that way, he's written many many love songs. He just doesn't do "oooo baaaby" stuff...... Darin I prefer he write songs that others can't write anyway. You just have a harder time convincing the ladies that it is a love song. I'm sure he loved making the video for "Kissing Willie" which was the best Tull video ever! How about it Gerald?
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Post by TM on Feb 15, 2012 13:37:31 GMT -5
Could sworn I posted in this thread yesterday? So come on all you lovers of chocolate, get your Tull on!
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Post by jtul07 on Feb 15, 2012 14:48:37 GMT -5
Could sworn I posted in this thread yesterday? So come on all you lovers of chocolate, get your Tull on! ....... .................. Chocolate Tull
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