The Ugly Duckling
Songs For Children Lyrics

I'm a Prince,
I identify as royalty.

And I live in a ship,
I reside on a boat.

And I aim my rifle,
I target my gun at something or someone.

And I shoot from the hip,
I fire my gun without aiming down the sights.

And I have a friend I pity...
I feel sorry for my acquaintance.

She said-
My female friend spoke to me.

"Grab your gun,"
She urged me to take my firearm.

"Lets have some fun,"
She suggested we engage in an enjoyable activity.

"Share with me your perigrees,"
She asked to see my family tree.

"I have responsibilities,"
She indicated she had obligations.

"I cannot run-"
She cannot flee from something.

"I do not wish the death,"
She does not desire the demise of anyone or anything.

"Of any living thing,"
She doesn't want to harm any living beings.

"I might be a killer but one day I shall be queen,"
She acknowledges her potential to cause harm but holds aspirations of achieving royal status.

"And put an end to slaughter,"
She intends to stop the killing of animals or people.

"But until then I'm keen,"
She expresses her eagerness to claim land and sea until she becomes queen.

"On steaking claim to land and sea and everyfin between..."
She ambitiously wants to own everything possible.

I played a game with 11 fools,
I engaged in a game with 11 foolish individuals.

Who told me not to break the rules-
They advised me not to violate the regulations.

But when have angels ever helped me yet.
I express doubt that divine beings have ever aided me.

And magic isn't real,
I profess that supernatural spells and powers do not exist.

And anyway,
Regardless,

It doesn't matter 'cause,
It is unimportant because,

No matter what I conjure It could not help me deflect,
Even if I attempted to use magic, it would not assist me in avoiding harm.

The angry death,
Violent demise

Of every hopeful thought,
All optimistic aspirations

That I might be a lover or a fighter that I'm not-
I cannot become someone I'm not, either a romantic or a warrior.

In someones spider web,
Trapped in someone's trap

Or net I would be caught,
I would be ensnared in a trap.

But I'm to bitter-
I am too resentful

Better off alone,
It's preferable to be by myself.

Guess I forgot...
I realize I failed to recognize something.

So what do you want me to say,
I inquire about what the other person desires for me to express.

Sorry?
Asking if I should apologize.

Should I apologise when you ignore me?
Wondering if saying sorry is necessary when being ignored.

Didn't ask to be right or to be lonely...
I didn't choose to be correct or to be isolated.

Or to be hatched into an ugly story...
I was born into an unpleasant or undesirable narrative.

I'm a prince,
I am still of noble blood.

And I had a pair of princesses in 2 sharp squares,
I used to have two romantic partners.

But then I guess,
But then I presume,

I bored them both to death.
I made them lose interest entirely.

And now I think my calling is,
I currently believe my purpose is,

To break apart and fall to pieces,
To disintegrate or crumble apart.

Better yet-
Even better,

Invent a brand new method of ascention!
Create a fresh technique for rising or improving oneself.

I'm impressed,
I'm surprised or pleased.

You've managed to survive,
You have somehow managed to avoid death.

But rest assured we'd all be better off dead than alive
Implying that life is unbearable and it would be improved by death.

And I'm surprised that nobody's considered switching sides
I find it strange that nobody has thought of changing allegiances.

So here I am, respectfully and royally destroying
I am presently breaking down with dignity and nobility.

Any chance of getting back on your good gills
There is no longer any possibility of repairing the relationship.

And I don't want to be hurtful
I do not intend to cause harm.

but if yellows the new purple
If the norm or conventional expectation has changed.

Well then bleeding's the new breathing, don't you think I will!
Implying that they will adapt to new norms, no matter how unpleasant they are.

I used to wish the death of every living thing
In the past, I desired the extinction of every being.

I might be your killer but you'd never be my queen
I could potentially kill you, but you will never become my monarch.

So put away your laughter, pack up your hopes and dreams
Stop being happy and abandon your aspirations.

I'm done with black back-handing and red pandering, it seems
I am finished with negative behavior and manipulations.

That I am just pathetic, I won't be overlooked
I will not be disregarded or ignored.

I'm past the point of fishing to get back upon your I've made a manifesto,
I have moved beyond attempting to regain favor and instead have stated my intentions publicly.

I've been bested by a crook, but never more!
I have been defeated by a dishonest person but won't allow it to happen again.

I'm planning on reclaiming what he took...
I intend to retrieve what was stolen from me.

Oh my, this pantomime is getting gory
This drama is becoming increasingly violent and bloody.