Minstrel In The Gallery (edited Version) Lyrics - Jethro Tull

The minstrel in the gallery 

Looked down upon the smiling faces 

He met the gazes, observed the spaces 

Between the old men's cackle 

He brewed a song of love and hatred 

Oblique suggestions and he waited 

He polarized the pumpkin-eaters 

Static-humming, panel-beaters 

Freshly day, glowed factory cheaters 

Salaried and collar-scrubbing 

He titillated men of action 

Belly warming, hands still rubbing 

On the parts they never mention 

He pacified the nappy-suffering 

Infant-bleating, one-line jokers 

TV documentary makers, overfed and undertakers 

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Sunday paper, backgammon players 

Family-scarred and women-haters 

Then he called the band down to the stage 

And he looked at all the friends he'd made 

The minstrel in the gallery 

Looked down upon the smiling faces 

He met the gazes, observed the spaces 

In-between the old men's cackle 

And he brewed a song of love and hatred 

Oblique suggestions and he waited 

He polarized the pumpkin-eaters 

Static-humming, panel-beaters 

The minstrel in the gallery 

Looked down on the rabbit-run 

And he threw away his looking-glass 

He saw his face in everyone 

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He titillated men of action 

Belly warming, hands still rubbing 

On the parts they never mention 

Salaried and collar-scrubbing 

He pacified the nappy-suffering 

Infant-bleating, one-line jokers 

TV documentary makers 

Overfed and undertakers 

Sunday paper, backgammon players 

Family-scarred and women-haters 

Then he called the band down to the stage 

And he looked at all the friends he'd made 

The minstrel in the gallery 

Looked down on the rabbit-run 

And threw away his looking-glass 

He saw his face in everyone 

The minstrel in the gallery 

Looked down upon the smiling faces 

[Incomprehensible] 

The minstrel in the gallery