Jethro Tull - Taxi grab (vinyl) | Текст песни

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• Taxi grab (vinyl)

Shake a leg, it's the big rush, can't find a taxi can't find a bus.
Bodies jammed in the underground evacuating london town.
Nowhere to put your feet as the big store shoppers and the pavements meet.
Red lights - pin stripes - short step shuffle into the night.

Tea time calls - the bingo halls open at seven in the old front stalls.
How about a taxi grab.

There's an empty cab by the taxi stand driver's in the cafe washing his hands.
Big diesel idles - the keys inside - c'mon sally let's take a ride.
Flag down - uptown - no sweat. for rush hour travel, it's the best bet yet.

Taxi grab.