Thick As A Brick

This was the first Jethro Tull song I ever heard. I recorded it onto cassette from a live performance on radio in 1978. I still like it now.

Here are the first few lyrics:

Really don’t mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can’t make you think.
Your sperm’s in the gutter your love’s in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don’t know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away
in the tidal destruction the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play
as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels
and your suntan does rapidly peel
and your wise men don’t know how it feels
to be thick as a brick.

St Patrick could never explain why he spoke so well of God in spite of his un-learnedness. He had to put it down to God’s Grace and the working of the Holy Spirit. He would freely tell people that he was as “thick as a brick” (I paraphrase). I think this explains his success as a missionary and popularity as a Saint.

The Confessio of St Patrick can be found here.

 

About Brother Burrito

A sinner who hopes in God's Mercy, and who cannot stop smiling since realizing that Christ IS the Way , the Truth and the Life. Alleluia!
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3 Responses to Thick As A Brick

  1. JabbaPapa says:

    Awesome.

    +1

    (no comment)

  2. [The moderator – how lovely to hear from you, Wayne. You are quite the Tull fan, if memory serves, and have met Ian Anderson.]

  3. Ponder Anew says:

    Ian Anderson was the reason I took up the flute. Awesome, yes.

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