The Thin Ice - Ian Anderson

Momma loves her baby

And daddy loves you too

And the sea may look warm to you, babe

And the sky may look blue

Ooh ooh ooh ooh, babe

Ooh ooh ooh, baby blue

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh, babe

If you should go skating

On the thin ice of modern life

Dragging behind you the silent reproach

Of a million tear stained eyes

Don’t be surprised, when a crack in the ice

Appears under your feet

You slip out of your depth and out of your mind

With your fear flowing out behind you as you claw the thin ice