Jethro TullMarch The Mad Scientist

What would you like for Christmas: A new polarity? You're binary, and desperate to deal in high figures That lick us with their hotter flame Lick each and everyone the same. And March, the mad scientist, Brings a new change In ever-dancing colours. He rings it here and he rings it, But no one stops to see The change of fate and the fate of change That slips into his pocket So he locks it all away from view And shares not what he thought you knew. And April is summer-bound, And February's blue. And no one stops to see the colours. © 2018