Wind Up

by Jethro Tull

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Guitar Pro Tab Summary

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Lyrics

When I was young and they packed me off to school And taught me how not to play the game, I didn�t mind if they groomed me for success, Or if they said that I was a fool. So I left there in the morning With their God tucked underneath my arm -- Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules. So I asked this God a question And by way of firm reply, He said -- I�m not the kind you have to wind up on sundays. So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares): Before I�m through I�d like to say my prayers -- I don�t believe you: You had the whole damn thing all wrong -- He�s not the kind you have to wind up on sundays. Well you can excomunicate me on my way to sunday school And have all the bishops harmonize these lines -- How do you dare tell me that I�m my father�s son When that was just an accident of birth. I�d rather look around me -- compose a better song `cos that�s the honest measure of my worth. In your pomp and all your glory you�re a poorer man than me, As you lick the boots of death born out of fear. I don�t believe you: You had the whole damn thing all wrong -- He�s not the kind you have to wind up on sundays.

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Notice

I did the intro and most of the next part, you get the basic jist right?

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