I can’t get no satisfaction,
I can’t get no satisfaction
‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can’t get no, I can’t get no.
When I’m drivin’ in my car
And that man comes on the radio
And he’s tellin’ me more and more
About some useless information
Supposed to fire my imagination
I can’t get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say.
I can’t get no satisfaction,
I can’t get no satisfaction
‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can’t get no, I can’t get no.
When I’m watchin’ my TV
And that man comes on to tell me
How white my shirts can be
Well he can’t be a man ‘cause he doesn’t smoke
The same cigarrettes as me
I can’t get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say.
I can’t get no satisfaction,
I can’t get no girl reaction
‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can’t get no, I can’t get no.
When I’m ridin’ round the world
And I’m doin’ this and I’m signing that
And I’m tryin’ to make some girl
Who tells me baby better come back later next week
‘Cause you see I’m on losing streak
I can’t get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say.
I can’t get no, I can’t get no,
I can’t get no satisfaction,
No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction.
Sitting on a park bench
eyeing little girls with bad intent.
Snot is running down his nose
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Hey Aqualung!
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Hey Aqualung!
Feeling like a dead duck
spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Hey, Aqualung!
Sun streaking cold
an old man wandering lonely.
Taking time
the only way he knows.
Neck hurting bad,
as he bends to pick a dog end
He goes down to the bog and
warms his feet.
Feeling alone
the army’s up the road
salvation a la mode and
a cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend
don’t ya start away uneasy
you poor old sot
you see it’s only me.
Do you still remember
December’s foggy freeze
when the ice that clings on to your beard
was screaming agony
Hey, did you snatch your rattling last breaths
with deep-sea diver sounds,
and the flowers bloom like
madness in the spring.
Sun streaking cold
an old man wandering lonely.
Taking time
the only way he knows.
Neck hurting bad,
as he bends to pick a dog end
He goes down to the bog and
warms his feet.
Feeling alone
the army’s up the road
salvation a la mode and
a cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend
don’t ya start away uneasy
you poor old sot
you see it’s only me.
De de, de de, de de, de de, de de,
De de, de de, de de, de de, de de
Aqualung my friend
don’t ya start away uneasy
you poor old sot
you see it’s only me.
Sitting on a park bench
eyeing little girls with bad intent.
Snot’s running down his nose
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Hey Aqualung!
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Hey Aqualung!
Feeling like a dead duck
spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Hey, Aqualung!
Lover, I’m on the street
Gonna go where the bright lights
And the big city meet
With a red guitar…on fire
Desire.
She’s a candle burning in my room
Yeah I’m like the needle, needle and spoon
Over the counter with a shotgun
Pretty soon everybody got one
And the fever when I’m beside her
Desire, desire…
And the fever…getting higher
Desire, desire…burning, burning.
She’s the dollars
She’s my protection
Yeah she’s a promise
In the year of election
Oh sister, I can’t let you go
Like a preacher stealing hearts
At a traveling show
For love or money money money
money money money money money
money money money
And the fever, getting higher
Desire, desire, desire, desire
Desire, desire.
