Marry Me

"Marry me" he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath
And then
"Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd",
But when
I was in his bed and my father had sold me
I knew
I hadn't any choice, hushed my voice,
Did what any girl would do

And when I'm beheaded
At least I was wedded
And when I am buried
At least I was married
I'll hide my behavior
With wine as my savior


But oh,
What beautiful things I'll wear?
What beautiful dresses and hair?
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead

Aaaaah...


"Marry me" he said, God he's ugly the fortune
Is ours
Roaming in the gardens enjoying men, women,
And flowers
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost
Thighs
Then I can pretend that I'm menstrua...
Well, unavailable

My life is arranged
But this union's derranged
Qo I'll fuck who I choose
For I've nothing to lose
And when Master's displeased
I'll be down on my knees again


Oh,
What beautiful things I'll wear?
What beautiful dresses and hair?
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead

Aaaaah...

When dining on peacock
I know I won't swallow
Through balls, births and bridge games
I know what will followe're coupled together
Through hell, hurt, and hunger
Or a least until husband
Finds someone younger
Yes, fertilization is part of my station!
Laugh as he grabs me in anticipation
Of sons who will run things
When I'm under covers
But whose children are they?
Why, mine and my lover's!...


But oh,
What beautiful things I'll wear?
What beautiful dresses and hair?
I'm Lucky ti share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead

What beautiful things I'll wear?
What beautiful dresses and hair?
I'm lucky to share his bed!
Oh, why do I wish I was...

Aaaaah...