Genesis - 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 all on his own. Hasn’t a, 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. Go a little faster now, you might get there in time.