one white duck = nothing at all lyrics – jethro tull

jethro tull
minstrel in the gallery
one white duck / 0^{10} = nothing at all
there’s a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.
and there’s a note on the telephone — some roses on a
and the motorway’s stretching right out to us all,
as i pull on my old wings — one white duck
on your wall.
isn’t it just too d*mn real?
i’ll catch a ride on your violin — strung upon your bow.
and i’ll float on your melody — sing your chorus soft
and low.
there’s a picture-view postcard to say that i called.
you can see from the fireplace, one white duck
on your wall.
isn’t it just too d*mn real?

so fly away peter and fly away paul — from the
finger-tip ledge of contentment.
the long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls.
and i’m probably bound to deceive you after all.

something must be wrong with me and my brain —
if i’m so patently unrewarding.
but my dreams are for dreaming and best left that
way — and my zero to your power of ten equals
nothing at all.

there’s no double-lock defense; there’s no chain on my door.
i’m available for consultation,
but remember your way in is also my way out, and
love’s four-letter word is no compensation.

well, i’m the black ace dog-handler: i’m a waiter on
skates — so don’t you jump to your foreskin conclusion.
because i’m up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays —
to be cleared before i can dine on your sweet sunday
lunch confusion.

/ jethro tull lyrics