Looking For Eden - Ian Anderson

As I drove down the road to look for eden

Saw two young girls but left them standing there

They were too late to get home on the underground

And probably too drunk, too drunk to care

Can anyone tell me the way to eden?

I’ll ask them there, have they a job for me

I’m not a fussy man, I can weed and hoe

I’ll be her adam, she can be my eve

And where on earth are all those songs of eden

The fairy tales, the shepherds and wise men

Just one old dosser lurching down oxford street

To spend his christmas lying in the rain

Don’t anybody know the way to eden

I’m tired of living my life in free-fall

They say it’s somewhere out on the edge of town

Perhaps it isn’t really there at all

Looking for eden