Ian Anderson - Gold-Tipped Boots, Black Jacket And Tie lyrics

I'm battered and bruised. I got lines I can't use My head won't deliver. Well, I'm sold down the river But I'm turning again Yes, 'n' I'm turning again Well, I'm turning again And I'm turning again Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie Well, I've been second to none: This horse was ready to run Now I'm has-been and used: Disarmed and de-fused But I'm turning again And I'm turning again Yes, 'n' I'm turning again I'm turning again Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie I'm egg over-easy And I'm washing-up squeezy Appliance for sale: Fat wind in my sail And I'm turning again Yes, 'n' I'm turning again Well, I'm turning again Yes, 'n' I'm turning again Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie Well, I'm turning again