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 the younger make their way with
a little 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 You 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 an 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, thatīs what I ought to do...
īCause I
I have heard of how the cygnets cry,
I wonder how, hoe to make her cry that way
-Say, can I make you 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 donīt see why i worry...
-I just canīt stand the thought of that sound, aww, 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 iīm gonna push it up her spine
Iīm gonna make her weep and whine,
-All because I love her...
īCause I
I have heard of how the cygnets cry,
I wonder how, how to make her cry that way
-Say can I make You shake
like cygnets shake, when cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?
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