You May Kiss The Bride – Amanda PalmerBy Hitler andNapoleonFought thirty yearsTo have her handBitter endsThy will be damnedDisney magicKingdom comeAfter all we’ve won, is thisThe state we are reduced to?It might make you sick at firstIt takes some getting used toHer nails are polishedBut her hands are tiedYou make us thriveCourtIs onThe secret showThe [?]And when we bombThe foreign townsWill she smileUpside down?Walk her through an aisle soonWith cigarettes and needlesIn the face of this devotionWe are merely equalsTake her in yourArm like cyanideA long black carIs parked outsideTo take away the brideA tisket, a tasketA green and yellow basketA tisket, a tasketA green and yellow basketAttract it, attack itStrike first and ask it afterAttract it, attack itStrike first and ask it afterIn the ruinsOf this brave newWorld we haveUncoveredRemains the vestigeOf the brideWho stared aghastAnd wonderedWho’d have thoughtWe’d lose this easy fightIt seems she’s sleepingBut her eyes are wideWon’t someone wake the bride? www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20