Baker St. Muse Lyrics

Lyric discussion by Bezukhov 

Cover art for Baker St. Muse lyrics by Jethro Tull

I believe this song is about a murder of passion.

Windy bus-stop. Click. Shop-window. Heel. Shady gentleman. Fly-button. Feel. (This is someone not quite right in the head at this moment.)

Didn't make her - with my Baker Street Ruse. (Chatting her up. That didn't work.) Couldn't shake her - with my Baker Street Bruise. (He did something violent.) Like to take her - I'm just a Baker Street Muse. (Can't take her now. She dead, so it's a loss.)

Fertile earth-mother, your burial mound is fifty feet down in the Baker Street underground. (Where she wound up. )

And who is Baker St most associated with?

My Opinion