-->Flying Colors
   
   
     Shout if you, but that just won't do
     I, for one, would rather follow softer options
     I'll take the easy line, another sip of wine
     And if I ignore the face you wore it's just a way of mine
        to keep from flying colors.
   
     Don't lay your bait, while the whole world waits
     Around to see me shoot you down - it's all so second rate.
     When we can last for days on a loving night;
     Or for hours at least on a warm whisper given.
     You always pick the best time to rise to the fight.
     To break the hard bargain that we've driven
        Once again we're flying colors.
   
     I thought we had it out the night before
     And settled old scores, but not the hard way.
     Was it a glass to much? Or a smile too few?
     Did our friends all catch the needle match - did we want them to?
     In a fancy restaurant we were all aglow
     Keeping cool by mutual permission
     How did the conversation get to where we came to blows
     We were set up in a red condition
        And once again we're flying colors.
   
     Shout - but you see it still won't do
     With my colors one I can be just as bad as you
     Have I had a glass to much? Did I give a smile too few?
     Did our friends all catch the needle match - did we want them to?
     We act our parts so well, like we wrote the play
     All so predictable and we know it.
     We'll settle old scores now, and settle the hard way
     You may not even live to outgrow it!
        Once again we're flying colors.
   
    
    
    
                                       Jethro Tull
                                           BROADSWORD AND THE BEAST