Teksty: Jethro Tull. Crest Of A Knave. Jump Start.

In the dark of the city backwoods
Something stirs then slips away
Law and order in darkest Knights bridge
Crime and punishment at play

Hey Mr. Policeman won't you come on over
Hook me up to the power lines of your love
Jump start, tow me away
Jump start or tow me away

And through the bruised machinery
[Incomprehensible] smoking haze of industry 0.49
Another day with ball and chain
I do my time, then home again

Hey Mrs. Maggie won't you come on over
Hook me up to the power lines of your love
Jump start or tow me away
Jump start or tow me away

Oh we should've blamed the officers?
Or maybe I should blame the priest?
Or should I blame the poor foot soldier
Who's left to make the most from least?

Hey, Jack Ripper won't you come on over
Hook me up to the power lines of your love
Hook me up to the power lines of your love
Jump start or tow me away, yeah
Jump start or tow me away

You can blame the newsman
Talking at you on the satellite T.V
And if you're fighting for your shipyards
You might as well just blame the sea

Hey Mr. Weatherman come on over
Hook me up to the power lines of your love
Jump start or tow me away
Jump start or tow me away