Cygnet To Cygnet

Oh, I have seen the strong turn frail,
insufficiency
turn their once proud cheeks pale.
And, I have seen the fruitless love
of cygnets down the bay
and how some younger make their way
with a little
help from their friends.

And I, I have heard of how
the cygnets cry
-I wonder how,
how to make her cry that way.
-Say, can I make her shake,
like cygnets shake,
when cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?

Oh, it is still not long ago
that I believed in wages of sin and so.
And she,
such a wicked androgyne.
So maybe should I strike her on her chin
or should I cut her head in two...
-Yes, that's what I ought to do.

Cause I, I have heard of how
the cygnets cry
-I wonder how,
how to make her cry that way.
-Say, can I make her shake,
like cygnets shake,
when cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?

But,
when she leans against my shoulder,
I know nothing can be stronger.
So I don't see why I worry.
-I just can't stand the thought
of that sound...

But Hey,
Hey, I saw her yesterday,
and I never felt my heart take a leap that way.
Now,
I must no more waste my time.
Now, I'm gonna push it up her spine,
I'm gonna make her weep and whine
-all because I love her.

'Cause I, I have heard of how
the cygnets cry
-I wonder how,
how to make her cry that way.
-Say, can I make her shake,
like cygnets shake,
when cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?

'Cause I, I have heard the sound...