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The Flag / All This Killing

de Jethro Tull

The disc brakes drag
The chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track
The young man's home; dry as a bone
His helmet off, he waves: The crowd waves back
One lap victory roll. Gladiator soul
The taker of the day in winning has to say
Isn't it grand to be playing to the stand
Dead or alive
The sunlight streaks through the curtain cracks
Touches the old man where he sleeps
The nurse brings up a cup of tea
Two biscuits and the morning paper mystery
The hard road's end, the white God's-send
Is nearer everyday, in dying the old man says
Isn't it grand to be playing to the stand
Dead or alive

The still-born child can't feel the rain
As the chequered flag falls once again
The deaf composer completes his final score
He'll never hear the sweet encore
The chequered flag, the bull's red rag
The lemming-hearted hordes
Running ever faster to the shore singing
Isn't it grand to be playing to the stand
Dead or alive

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