Passion Play
Released: July 1973
Recorded: March 1973
All songs written by Anderson unless stated otherwise

Ian Anderson – flute, acoustic guitar, saxophones, vocals
Martin Barre – electric guitar
John Evan – piano, organ, synthesisers, vocals
Jeffrey Hammond – bass guitar, narrator on "The Story of the Hare Who Lost His Spectacles"
Barriemore Barlow – [bad word]  percussion

Lover of the black and white it's your first night.
The Passion Play, goes all the way, spoils your insight.
Tell me how the baby's made, how the lady's laid,
Why the old dog howls in sadness.

And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders
Of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision.
(The examining body examined her body.)
Actor of the low-high Q, let's hear your view.
Peek at the lines upon your sleeves since your memory won't do.
Tell me: how the baby's graded, how the lady's faded,
Why the old dogs howl with madness.
All of this and some of that's the only way to skin the cat.
And now you've lost a skin or two, you're for us and we for you.
The dressing room is right behind, We've got you taped, you're in the play.
How does it feel to be in the play?
How does it feel to play the play?
How does it feel to be the play?

Man of passion rise again, we won't cross you out...
For we do love you like a son, of that there's no doubt.
Tell us: is it you who are here for our good cheer?
Or are we here for the glory, for the story, for the gory satisfaction
Of telling you how absolutely awful you really are?
There was / [bad word] along the Fulham Road.
There was / a hush in the Passion Play.