Squonk

Like father, like son

Not flesh, nor fish, nor bone

A red rag hangs from an open mouth

Alive at both ends, but a little dead in the middle

A tumbling and a bumbling he will go

All the king's horses and all the king's men

Could never put a smile on that face

He's a sly one, he's a shy one

Wouldn't you be too?

Scared to be left on his own

He hasn't a, he hasn't a friend to play with

The ugly duckling

The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes

All the while in perfect time

His tears are falling on the ground

But if you don't stand up

You don't stand a chance, ay

You don't stand a chance

Go a little faster now

You might get there in time

Mirror, mirror on the wall

His heart was broken long before he ever came to you

Stop your tears from falling

The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night

All to see at night

They come at night

In season, out season

What's the difference when you don't know the reason?

In one hand, bread, the other, a stone

The hunter enters the forest

All are not huntsmen who blow the huntsman's horn

And by the look of this one, you've not got much to fear

Here I am, I'm very fierce and frightening

Come to match my skill to yours

Now listen here, listen to me, don't you run away now

I am a friend, I'd really like to play with you

Making noises my little furry friend would make

I'll trick him, then I'll kick him into my sack

You better watch out, you better watch out

I got you, I got you

You'll never get away

Walking home at night

The sack across my back, the sound of sobbing on my shoulder

When suddenly, it stopped

I opened up the sack, all that I had

A pool of bubbles and tears, just a pool of tears

Just a pool of tears

All in all, you are a very dying race

Placing trust upon a cruel world

You never had the things you thought you should've had

And you'll not get them now

And all the while in perfect time

Your tears are falling on the ground