The Ugly Duckling
Stories For Kids Lyrics

I'm a Prince
I hold aristocratic status and come from royalty

And I live in a ship
My residence is a large vessel on the water

And I aim my rifle
I take aim with my firearm

And I shoot from the hip
I instinctively shoot rapidly and without aiming

And I have a friend I pity...Quite a bit.
I have a companion whom I feel sorry for

She said-
My female companion spoke the following sentences

"Grab your gun,"
"Take hold of your firearm,"

"Lets have some fun,"
"Let us engage in an entertaining activity,"

"Share with me your perigrees,"
"Disclose your breeding or ancestry history to me,"

"I have responsibilities,"
"I have duties or obligations to attend to,"

"I cannot run-"
"I am not able to flee or escape,"

"I do not wish the death,"
"I do not desire the demise,"

"Of any living thing,"
"Of any creature or organism that has life,"

"I might be a killer but one day I shall be queen,"
"Although I have the capacity to kill, I aspire to be royalty at some point in the future,"

"And put an end to slaughter,"
"To stop the senseless killing,"

"But until then I'm keen,"
"Until that time arrives, I am enthusiastic and interested,"

"On steaking claim to land and sea and everyfin between..."
"Staking my claim on everything in between land and sea,"

I played a game with 11 fools,
I engaged in a game with 11 unwise individuals

Who told me not to break the rules-
They instructed me not to break the established regulations

But when have angels ever helped me yet.
In my past experiences, angelic beings have not been of assistance to me

And magic isn't real,
The concept of magic is not a reality

And anyway,
In any case,

It doesn't matter 'cause,
It is not important because

No matter what I conjure It could not help me deflect,
No matter what I create, it cannot protect me from

The angry death,
The violent demise

Of every hopeful thought,
Of every optimistic idea

That I might be a lover or a fighter that I'm not-
That I may possess romantic or combat skills that I lack

In someones spider web,
In a trap created by someone else,

Or net I would be caught,
Or caught in a fishing net

But I'm to bitter- Better off alone,
But I am too resentful and prefer solitude

Guess I forgot...
I suppose I forgot

So what do you want me to say, Sorry?
What do you wish for me to say? Apologies?

Should I apologize when you ignore me?
Is it appropriate for me to apologize when you disregard me?

Didn't ask to be right or to be lonely...
I did not request to be correct, nor did I ask to be alone

Or to be hatched into an ugly story...
Or to be born into an unpleasant story

I'm a prince,
I hold royal status

And I had a pair of princesses in 2 sharp squares,
I had two female admirers who were rivals

But then I guess, I bored them both to death.
However, I must have lost their interest and caused them to become uninterested

And now I think my calling is,
Currently, I believe that my destiny is

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

Better yet- Invent a brand new method of ascention!
Or formulate a novel means of ascending

I'm impressed,
I am amazed

You've managed to survive,
You have persevered through difficulties

But rest assured we'd all be better off dead than alive
However, we would all be more prosperous if we were deceased

'Cause when they get ahold of us we'll all be batter fried
Since if they capture us, we will all be beaten and battered

And I'm surprised that nobody's considered switching sides
I am surprised that no one has thought of changing to the opposing team

So here I am, respectfully and royally destroying
Therefore, I am here, politely and regally ruining

Any chance of getting back on your good gills
All opportunities to regain your favor are gone

And I don't want to be hurtful but if yellows the new purple
I do not intend to be cruel, but if yellow is the new purple

Well then bleeding's the new breathing, don't you think I will!
Then bloodshed is the new way of breathing, do you not agree?

I used to wish the death of every living thing
In the past, I hoped for the demise of all living creatures

I might be your killer but you'd never be my queen
Although I may be capable of killing, you will never be my monarch

So put away your laughter, pack up your hopes and dreams
Therefore, stop laughing and abandon your aspirations

I'm done with black back-handing and red pandering, it seems
I am finished with treacherous behavior, deceitful flattery, and seems

That I am just pathetic, I won't be overlooked
Although I may appear pitiful, I refuse to be disregarded

I'm past the point of fishing to get back upon your I've
I have progressed beyond attempting to renew your favor

Made a manifesto, I've been bested by a crook, but never more!
Created a declaration of my intentions, I have been defeated by a sly individual, but I shall never concede again!

I'm planning on reclaiming what he took...
I intend to regain what he stole

So what? do you want me to say sorry?
So what would you like me to say? Apologies?

Should I apologize, when you ignore me?
Is it appropriate for me to ask forgiveness when you overlook me?

I didn't ask to be right or to be lonely
I did not request to be correct or to be alone

Or to be hatched into an ugly story...
Or to be born into an unpleasant story

To be hatched into an ugly story...
To be born into a tragic tale

Oh my, this pantomime is getting gory
Oh my, this performance without words is becoming bloody and gruesome