Oh my ugly duckling, nobody loves you
Daddy said he'd buy you some ballet shoes
But he spent all he had on hash
And avoiding another crash
Now who will look after you
One night your shoulders will ache
But next day when you wake
You'll sprout wild wings, and fly
Just like in Swan Lake
Oh you helpless birdlings, nobody wants you
How will you ever survive out of the nest
And the wolf will put his nose in
And the water is so frozen
You'll have to swim like all the rest
Oh my ugly duckling, nobody loves you
Daddy said he'd buy you some ballet shoes
But he spent all he had on hash
And avoiding another crash
Now who will look after you
One night your shoulders will ache
But next day when you wake
You'll sprout wild wings, and fly
Just like in Swan Lake
Oh you helpless birdlings, nobody wants you
How will you ever survive out of the nest
And the wolf will put his nose in
And the water is so frozen
[Chorus I]
Her soul will be a swan
Until
She feels
The love of nobleman
Forever her soul will be a swan
Until
She feels
The love of nobleman
In swan lake
In swan lake
Tired to ride in the royal hunt
To listen sweet lies that I am wont
I am the prince!
The future king!
Boomed in my head my mother's voice
Take to wife! should be my choice
Oh, cruel fate!
That my soul hate!
To forget all I fled into the woods
Searching preys goods
Then I saw the lake
Lost in the deep forest
And its water chorused
An odd melody
Swans of nice white feather on the dusk
Swam in a dance in harmonious masque
Hunter I am!
My bow was prepared
[Bridge]
But her beauty was shown me in the depth
Spouting, silent, from the lake
And her pale look kept a sad poem
Lost in despair
Dragged into the warlock's lair
In the shadows
Like a night tide
Together we cried
Our lips sealed its secrets way
And my doubts died
But when came the dawn
My dream sank covered by dark waters
[Chorus II]
My princess's tears fall in the moonglade
The lake is afraid
The night shows the spell
Then I can feel my heart run into my chest
Now I know my quest
In the hell of the storm
I'll break her swan-form
So inside the waves
We will find our graves
But the warlock's curse will be broken
The Rothboart's curse will be broken
The Rothbart's curse broken
[Chorus III]
Our spirits will be free
Will fly
The sky
Over the green lake's trees
Forever our spirits will be free
Will fly
The sky
Over the green lake's trees
Remember us in the stars
Seeing in your eyes
Words can never say the way
Told me in your eyes
Final in a fade
Never no more hope away
Final in a fade
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
Never really know
Never realise
Silence in your eyes
Silence in your eyes
Never really know
'Til it's gone away
Never realise
The silence in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes
Never no more hope away
Final in a fade
Watch her slowly die
Saw it in her eyes
Choking on a bed
Flowers rotting dead
Seen it in her eyes
Ending in a day
Silence was a way
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
I'm seeing through my eyes
Words cannot express
Words cannot express
Verse One: Gift of Gab
Sittin on top of the bay, watchin the tide
It's time to break the tension away, come take a ride
As you enter the dimension of the crew SoleSides
it ain't nuttin goin on but a party
Now brothers wanna flex but I'm over they heads
I got the funky type of style to rip your vocals to shreds
I'm never runnin from the Feds wearin red Pro Keds
Cause -- I ain't did nuttin to no-BODY!
I dedicate that line to Shack from South Central
Not sayin I'm the baddest but I know I got potential
For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you
Your style is kinda dry hope my melody can quench you
My soul is one with all although my ego is against you
See rap is a raw meat, so now I got to mince you
I'm playin rappers out like an old pair of gym shoes
I can do anything, I can do anything
Crusin down the street in my six-four Impala
Is what I'd like to be doin if only I had the dollars
A baller ain't a baller if he ain't got balls
A scholar ain't a scholar if he ain't got scho-lastic
education, and if not that, then learn from life
Beyond all of the material crap
A human ain't a human if he doesn't make mistakes
And the name of this song is Swan Lake
Verse Two:
A planet ain't a planet if it don't have wars
A battle ain't a battle if you don't catch scars
A mind that ain't inquisitive really doesn't got
shit to live for if you can't explore the
realms of thought you ought not test lest
you be chomped up, like a pop rock, stopped for a
bead from the weed lady, thought it was the bomb
Really wasn't nuttin but a bag of strong palms
Lost twenty dollars, didn't get high
Maybe next time I use my finances right
Live another day, learn another lesson
Ain't no need to get my mental status cold stressin
that it's so ill that it's fo'-real that it's
no skill displayed, de shades gone now
So it's time to build my own umbrella
Tell it tell her hella mellow fellows loungin
Better bread I never fled a header of the sounds and
all I wanna do is run my own universe
Grab the mic and let my spirit just FLOCK when I croon a verse
Mind over matter, spirit over mind
A doobie and a skin funky breakbeats and rhymes
A true blue homey to the end reminiscin with your
sister in the living room gin
A life with a plan nine acres on a land
Building self by yourself helpin out a fellow man
Prepare for the essence when your inner soul's free
Before the departure plantin of the right seed
I think what everybody's strivin for is peace of mind
I'm thinkin the world is full of inner places that are out there to find
Manipulated minds need to make an escape
And the name of this song is Swan Lake
Manipulated minds need to make an escape
Are you swimming in her pools?
Are you swimming in her pools?
Ahahaha
Will you be brushing off her snow?
Will you be brushing off her snow?
Will you be brushing off her snow?
How can you stand the cold?
How can you stand the cold?
And if you're still there when it snows
Will you still be there when it goes?
Will you still be there when it's time
To fill the pools again?
And will you be coming back here?
Will you be coming back here?
Will you be coming back here?
Are you running up the river banks
And tracing them like long fingers
Are you running up her river banks
And navigating them?
Fingers of a hand
'Cause fingers make the hand
And rivers make the land
Is she cradling you well?
Oh is she cradling you well?
'Cause if I call you baby, she should cradle you well
Does she fucking know?
Does she fucking know?
And how the lines that appear around your eyes
When you are smiling
Are revered for the way in which they always reappear
Oh, will you be coming back here?
Oh, will you be coming back here?
Oh, will you be coming back here?
I hope you find your mother
I hope you find your mother there
I hope you find your mother there
You hit the ground running with a terrifying speed
But it's the ground you cover that terrifies me
And brace yourself for the sound of bleeding
'Cause bleeding hearts bleed
Bleeding hearts bleed
Bleeding hearts bleed
And "please" is not a word that I ever say quietly...
You said your love was fierce, fierce, fierce
You said your love was fierce, it's true
You said your love was fierce, fierce, fierce
You said your love was fierce and I agree with you
His child of the future is the child I am seeing, too
You said your love was fierce and I agree with you
These tigers at heart are the tigers I am seeing, too
I thought I was on the inside
But now I know it's still a secret
The three of us together forever in debt
I sat down and took a number
At the table where death resides
Borrowed an ascot to cover my eyes
From the flame that awaited
Now these beautiful days just seem dated and fine
I thought I was on the inside
But now I know it's still a secret
The three of us together forever in debt
I sat down and took a number
At the table where death resides
Borrowed an ascot to cover my eyes
From the fame that awaited
Now these beautiful days just seem dated and fine
I sat down and took a number
Cling to the sum of your parts for a man
Is never what he does, never what he tries...
Now baby come back come back cause you know I didn't mean it
When I mentioned the hollowed-out galaxies inhabiting your eyes...
Shit, where do you come from?
And where have you gone?
Do the furies document your progress
Before the foregone conclusion of the sun... or was I dreaming this?
Everything was going fine and smooth as planned...
The tankards sat contentedly understanding of what htey held within.
Then terror struck when we realized what was at hand,
As you and your Union St. ingenues came rolling in!
Just another capacity crowd lost at sea
Just another dense azure template to surf upon
They should play it loud, the disgusted jam band rocks, I agree...
If you're uncomfortable with silence
Let me shower you with these silly violets
You can listen to the petals as they spin
And they settle on your skin, oh
I'll settle on your skin, oh
I'll settle on your skin, oh
I'll settle on your skin, oh
But my voice is tired, and my voice is rough
And my arms are tired, and my eyes are...
It's the kind of day
Where lovers stay home
I know you know the pain
I know you know the pain of entering your name
Into the lottery again and again
And, oh, I know, oh, I know
I'll settle on your skin, oh
I'll settle on your skin, oh
I'll settle for your skin, oh
I'll settle on your skin, oh
I'll settle on your skin, oh
I'll settle on your skin, oh
I'll settle on your skin, oh
My voice is tired, my voice is rough
My arms are tired, and my aim is off
So get ready
I am the ice
And I am the volcano
Que sera sera
Oh the partisan said
s"there are photos in your head I want to know what they are"
And he was wise in many matters of the bruised and the battered
And the cold in your car
He said that "I want berries the Apollo-weary citizen has some behind his bar."
Who blows the sky? Who blows the sea?
Who puts the Myriad in the grass in front of me?
In the lofts they would pull and they would tear upon their seleves
and the tinkling is a symphony of "Father won't you please?"
And the rent becomes a myth because the photograph is diseased
For the matriarch has slipped and hurt her blessed knee:
"Oh when's she going to slow down? Wil Wendy ever slow down?"
Oh the partisand said there are photos in your head I want to know what they are;
And he was young but still terrific through the burning barn's horrific
It was done all the same
And with his bat and his bullies he's going to stalk
the hills of mercy and lay waste to their name
it's the violator's aim
And I called the love from everyone
to testify that I am as stupid as a lord on a skewered palace sword
"So dumb (the person), I called your name in verse
to the masked poled opponents of partisans and sentiments
and cake-holed second verse and I am stupid
and indifferent to the muscles of the minions who had stupidly opinioned
that the mayor was the emblem of the passion-played name
but the fall of the palace was from cold
and not malice it was winter in the Tallahassee port
with the broken soldiers out to lay their claim:
Dotty fails to see
that the nets have been flung
and Dotty opposes all creation:
though the constable is waiting in his car
though her husband shifts and shambles and rails
against the generations that have made them
what they are
And Richard is lame he drags and stumbles
He orates to the ingrates as the earth creaks and rumbles
Oh Richard your sun has dipped into the ground!
When the Orioles have chirped
you shall creak you shall crumble
and cascade into the darkness
where your pail cracks and crumbles
Dictionaries are going to define your climb
Oh Richard you are lost because you could never
properly plumb the depths of those that you scorn
Oh Dotty is gone, it's a shame that we stood by:
The orphans tried to break the constable's brace--
I know it.
Oh Richard is lame he drags and stumbles
He orates to the ingrates as the earth creaks
and it rumbles
Oh your sun has dipped into the ground
Oh when the Orioles have chirped
you shall creak you shall grumble
and you shall cascade into the darkness
where your pail creaks and crumbles,
dictionaries are going to define your climb...
Dotty fails to see
that the nets have been flung
and Dotty opposes all creation:
though the constable is waiting in his car
though her husband shifts and shambles and rails
against the generations that have made them
what they are
Oh Idiot masterful Idiot
Conjugated weasel stealing clear diesel behind the bar
I hope they get away!
But I don't think they are goin' to get away!
Dotty's being taken away in the car!
Dotty's being taken away in the car!
Gonna cut the brakes in the car!
Oh Richard you're lost like Perdita was!
Perdita crashes the party, and punches through the wall,
crying that there is a black falcon
wringing its claws out
Ladadadadadadada...
And in the light of what was there
it's been said they heard me bid you - "Come on!"
I heard you're suffering,
Come be a wild thing,
Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady,
The stupid house you made
Fell away like paper lace,
Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady,
And when you're done crying to everyone,
You can go back to your good home,
She will be tired, but she'll be glad,
When you go back to your good home,
And paper burns and paper fades,
And paper crumples into ugly shapes,
Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady,
And when you're done crying to everyone,
You can go back to your good home,
She will be tired, but she'll be glad,
When you go back to your good home,
And when she's done dancing with everyone,
She will go back to your good home,
She will be tired from loving everyone,
But she'll be glad that you're back home,
But for now, until you're home,
You ride with us,
There was no way you could've known
About the things she didn't know she couldn't trust,
(Oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary...)
Oh, for now, until you're home,
You ride with us,
There was no way you could've known
About the things she didn't know she couldn't trust,
(Oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary)
Oh, what's in the world?
What's in the world?
What's in the hearts of pretty girls?
There's nothing left inside the room you filled
With lion skins and laurels,
Those were good ideas,
All of our sisters are expecting more
And the hordes will take them in
But we cling to another
We dream of another.
Nubile days are the days that stay
They stay on the hunter's face
But we cling to another thing
We dream of another thing.
Bless my soul there's an old soul with no
Badges on his wing.
Makes it okay to sing:
LA LA LA LA
(It's the way that you sing to me)
Bless my soul there's an old soul
With no badges on his wing.
Makes it okay to sing:
Oh the city calls its wild wastes
its fortressed breeze to help
In the park was Caravaggio's Christ
who fucked the police and put an end to the price of automobile radio heists
And did you want to help did you think you'd help?
But your help was a hurt
A motivational welt
Wounds and their salts
"And the ill milk in your bones
and you whisper to your knees
and your two broken collarbones:
Oh, we are nothing but what always leave behind
withering into the sun
side color nearest humming bird on a wire
eyeing the cloak of the sun
Yes, we are nothing but what always leave behind
and this Canadian poetries and incantations and a bullet on a ride
I haven't read them, I will not read them
for they dwell too much on times
Yes, the desert is at sea and
I left this bullwhip with the night stand
Julliard was a thousand miles away
Where are you gonna run when the clouds break?
And the sun peaks it eyes with attitude and rises itself on big lust lust
feeling in big ranges rocks
feeling in the big ranges rocks rocks
feeling in the big ranges rocks
It signifies I am being petrified in all the rolling shit we left behind
white pages of ages rocking the paint of ages
looking at your graceless depictions of life
to read
there shall be nothing left to write
and that's when I cannonball them all
I left this bullwhip with the night stand
Julliard you were a thousand miles across when you said it drops
feeling in the big ranges rocks
feeling in the big ranges rocks rocks
feeling in the big ranges rocks uh
there's a hand at dusk
in the wake in the water its mine
can you take the palm of it
for every time you change your mind
you are the flesh of skin
seen through the leaves of anxious trees
the summer's touch just above the knee
just above the knee
there's architecture here
and there are mountain peaks
and places dwelled upon by those
who climb much higher than me
like so many miles you are compiled
into books of maps by men with hands
can you believe that we will all get old
it's getting old i know, i know
i'll hold your hair back when you're sick
it's getting old i know, i know
you still look good to me in that knee-length checkered dress
it's getting old i know, i know
you still look good to me in that knee-length checkered dress
it's getting old
it's getting old
the emperor of time has been stationed
devidends melts into all forms of light (?)
i shall crack his bone
and chase him to far shores of the sea
implicate my dark appetite
the emperor of time has been stationed
when the paper ends, it melts into all forms of light (?)
i shall crush his bone
and chase him to the white shores of the sea
So you wanted to go
towards the street light
but the city at night was not for you
your mind saw sparks, mine saw stars
we played games, we played guitars
we played games, we played guitars
I don't know where you want where I'm coming?
Spider
Spider
Spider
your mind saw sparks, mine saw stars
we played games, played guitars
I don't know
I don't know
Spider!
Peace (peace)
No peace (no peace)
No friends coming back from Greece
No bombs to ensure there's a ceasefire cease
And no cascades
No savage detectives to evade
And you will never see the alligator's glade
Where Agamemnon drowned the violent night shade
Peace
No peace
No crystal cathedral to lease
No no dancing in the basement must immediately cease
By the order, by the order of the Grand Diocese
And the important event to behold (to behold)
Is when we purge the terror in your bones (terror in your bones)
And the important event to behold (to behold)
Is when we purge the terror in your bones (terror in your bones)
Oh when we purge the terror in your bones (terror in your bones)
We gonna purge the terror in your bones (terror in your bones)
No peace (no peace)
No peace (no peace)
'Cause you will never fear the alligator's teeth
And you will never have protection from the drunken police
The dancing in the basement oh darling must cease
And the important event to behold (to behold)
Is when we purge the terror in your bones (the terror in your bones)
And the important event to behold (to behold)
Is when we purge the terror in your bones (terror in your bones)
We gonna purge the terror in your bones (the terror in your bones)
We gonna purge the fear in your bones (the terror in your bones)
We gonna purge the fear in your bones (the terror in your bones)
We gonna purge the fear in your bones (the terror in your bones)
Oh-oh-oh no suicide
Oh-oh-oh (no suicide)
(No suicide) [repeated until the end]
Hold on to the edge no suicide
Hold on to the edge no suicide
Hold on to the edge no suicide
No suicide, hold on to the edge no suicide
No suicide, hold on to the edge no suicide
As a sailor sails on sin
As a sailor sips his vodka and his gin
As a sailor sails on sin
I put a hex on the telephone line that brought your voice to me
disembodied, and cheapening everything it used to mean.
When you said, "The truth shall set you free,"
Oh, you lied to me, when you said; "The truth shall set you free."
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
The freedom ...
Thursday, ten P.M., the city abounds,
The city of daughters can be found
Where it ought to be found.
Relegated to the back of an underclass;
You always hated the back,
An attack in its purest form,
An attack thats forever forewarned.
Ba da
I put a hex on the telephone wire
And hoped that the spires of communication
Might take a leave of absent expectations,
CONFOUNDED when the girl became grounded,
And packed her bags, for the beaches, with contacts and breeches
Of contracts.
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
The freedom...
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
The freedom to be alone with the freedom,
You have a father
there is another
You have a sister
there are no brothers
You have good friends
You have a lover
when friendships end, you'll still love her
but it's Theresa that you love the best
There was a flood
a world of water
the Mason's wife, swam for her daughter
1,000 people did what they could
they found a steeple and tore out the wood
500 pieces means 500 float
1,000 people means 500 don't
and it's Theresa that they love the best
I've said it before and I'll say it again
all fires have to burn a life
all fires have to burn a life
from near his heart he took a rib
all fires have to burn a life to live
from near his heart he took a rib
for all fires have to burn a life to live
Do my eyes deceive me?
Or is it truly spring time in Paris for that piece of shit
I don't care what's true, I don't care what you do
to that jewel stone that you hold in your arms
At the end of the day in heartswarm
I was sick of the rodeo
I was sick of the farm
I was stuck in inside of dreams, coming off something pretty strong
And you could've been fair
You could've been ruthless like the other girls in love with the war
Down at the summer fair in heartswarm
Dearest darling, no one's in it for the long haul
Look here, Kelly, no one's in it at all
I was coming off something particularly strong
You had your gloves on
If when you call she comes for you: give your all, boy...
we shot the holes in the portable well:
and that's why your boyfriend tracked us
in the wastes that the demons of hell avoid as the road bends
and the pity of woman is the seed of our sainthood:
born from a slack din done blasted
done, by the archangel's light, "I hate your new boyfriend!"
What's new
with you, cause I wanted you.
That's glam
in the stand, I still wanted you.
Ahahah.
I hate to intrude,
when you can't even flinch.
I hate to want
you in a come to fight your own sense.
Ahahah.
I made you a solo night,
the storm is blewing off the lane.
I send vodka with brands and ship
and you come breathe just the same.
I'm alive, is there a suprise
I have a my face of spam
And you make so apart
when I prosper these grand in their land.
Ahah.
Dancing with you,
when I am falling apart.
Dancing with you,
when you don't have a heart.
