Thick As a Brick sing and play along

Really don't mind if you sit this one out;

in my word's but a whisper,

your deafness a shout.

The I may make you feel but I can't make you think;

as your sperm's in the gutter,

your love's in the sink.

So you ride yourselves over the fields,

and you make all your animal deals,

and your wise men don't know how it feels

to be thick as a brick.

And the sand castle virtues are all swept away

in the tidal destruction, the moral melée.

The elastic retreat rings the close make of play

as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way.

But your new shoes are worn at the heels,

and your suntan does rapidly peel,

and your wise men don't know how it feels

to be thick as a brick.

And the

And the love that I feel

is so far away.

I'm a bad dream that I just had

today.

And you shake your head

and said it's a shame.

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.

Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.

Spin me down the long ages;

let them sing the song.