Lyrics Tales of Your Life - Jethro Tull

Tales of Your Life

Let me tell you the tales of your life
Of your love and the cut of the knife
The tireless oppression, the wisdom instilled
The desire to kill or be killed
Let me sing of the losers who lie
In the street as the last bus goes by
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red
While the fool toasts his god in the sky