Смысл текста песни "Beastie" исполнителя "Jethro Tull"

From early days of infancy,through trembling years of youth,

long murky middle-age and finalhours long in the tooth,

he is the hundred names of terrorcreature you love the least.

Picture his name before youand exorcise the beast.

He roved up and down through historyspectre with tales to tell.

In the darkness when the campfire'sdead to each his private hell.

If you look behind your shoulderas you feel his eyes to feast,

you can witness now the everchangingnature of the beast

Beastie

If you wear a warmer sporran,you can keep the foe at bay.

You can pop those pills and visitSome psychiatrist who'll say

There's nothing I can do for you,everywhere's a danger zone.

I'd love to help get rid of it,but I've got one of my own.

Beastie

There's a beast upon my shoulder

and a fiend upon my back.

Feel his burning breath a heaving,

Smoke oozing from his stack.

And he moves beneath the covers (Beastie)

or he lies below the bed. (Beastie)

He's the beast upon your shoulder. (Beastie)

He's the price upon your head.

He's the lonely fear of dying,and for some, of living too.

He's your private nightmare pricking.He'd just love to turn the screw.

So stand as one defiant yes,And let your voices swell.

Stare that beastie in the faceand really give him hell.