Jethro Tull - Beastie

[Luca Canetti]

From early days of infancy
Through trembling years of youth
Long murky middle-age
And final hours of long in the tooth
He's the hundred names of terror -
Creature you love the least
Picture his name before you and exorcise the beast

He roved up and down through history -
Spectres with tales to tell
In the darkness when the campfire's dead -
To each his private bell
If you look behind your shoulder
As you feel his eyes to feast
You can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast

Beastie!

If you wear a warmer sporran
You can keep the foe at bay
You can pop those pills
And visit some psychiatrist who'll say
There is nothing I can do for you
Everywhere's a danger zone
I'd love to help get rid of it
But I've got one of my own

Beastie!

There's a beast upon my shoulder (Beastie!)
And a fiend upon my back (Beastie!)
Feel his burning breath a hearing (Beastie!)
Smoke oozing from his stack



And he moves beneath the covers (Beastie!)
Or he lies below the bed (Beastie!)
He's the beast upon your shoulder (Beastie!)
He's the price upon your head

He's the lonely fear of dying
And for some of living too
He's your private nightmare pricking
He'd just love to turn the screw
So stand as one defiant - yes
And let your voices swell
Stare that beastie in the face and really give him hell

Beastie!

There's a beast upon my shoulder (Beastie!)
And a fiend upon my back (Beastie!)
Feel his burning breath a hearing (Beastie!)
Smoke oozing from his stack

And he moves beneath the covers (Beastie!)
Or he lies below the bed (Beastie!)
He's the beast upon your shoulder (Beastie!)
He's the price upon your head

Look out! Look out!.