Текст песни Swing

We could do with going anywhere Somewhere that we could swing I could do with going anytime As long as i could swing Sometimes i see almost anywhere The prostitution of talents But i'm so busy trying to bury this When almost everyone has been stripped Now stripped and starved of stature But still must suckle the young I can not impose upon myself Or even get a grip on my tongue We have lost what we can not renew That which i care for and regard Regarded as the most precious thing We've lost the reason to swing