I'm listening to Jethro Tull's 'Aqualung' right now.
Cross-Eyed Mary is a classic! So is Aqualung, for that matter.
"sitting on the park bench,
eyeing little girls with bad intent,
snot running down his nose,
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes."
Ahh, the good old days...1973. I was 6 years old and not a care in the world.