Squonk (Live From Palais des Sports 1977) - Genesis

Like father like son

Not flesh nor fish nor bone

A red rag hangs an open mouth

Alive at both ends in the middle

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

You don't stand a chance

Go a little faster now

You might get there in time

Mirror mirror on the wall

His heart was broken long

Before he ever came to you

Stop your tears from falling

The trail they leave is very clear

For all to see at night

All to see at night

In season out of season

What's the difference

When you don't know the reason

In one hand bread the other a stone

The hunter enters the forest

All are not huntsmen

Who can blow the huntsman's horn

By the look of this one

You've not got much to fear

Here I am I'm very fierce and frightening

Come to match my skill to yours

Now listen here listen to me

Don't you run away now

I am a friend

I'd really like to play with you

Making noises my little

Furry friend would make

I'll trick him

Then I'll kick him into my sack

You better watch out

You better watch out

I've got you I've got you

You'll never get away

Walking home that night

The sack across my back

The sound of sobbing on my shoulder

When suddenly it stopped

I opened up the sack all that I had

A pool of bubbles and tears

Just a pool of tears

Just a pool of tears

All in all you are a very dying race

Placing trust upon a cruel world

You never had the things you thought

You should have had

And you'll not get them now

And all the while in perfect time

Your tears are falling on the ground