Текст Jethro Tull – Hot Mango Flash

The crowd moves like a flock of starlings… they
switch direction as one.
Jive on the jukebox — Jack and Joker
split the night air with whoop and holler.
Faint aroma — wood smoke, old fish,
diesel harbour, roadside mongrel,
painted man with buttons barely
holding, bursting belly bulging.
Doe-eyed ragamuffin mumbling —
Scolded for some vague infraction.
Stole a penny candy-coloured
sweetheart kiss down at the market.
Down at the market all the world
seems to simmer…
Hot mango flush.