Diona Davies Weep, Bride, Weep Lyrics

"Now you girlhood is over, and your
woman hood lies stretched out before you,
Weep Bride, Weep,
Like a dull, grey matronly corpse on
the coroner's slab"
Weep Bride, Weep
Nothing but the horrorfying agony of childbirth
for you to look forward to now
Weep Bride, Weep
While the melodies of yesterdays parties
echo sadly in the past
Weep Bride, Weep
Now I'm sorry but it's time for me to talk about the subject of your husband:
Weep Bride, Weep
I guess you think he's pretty cute and pretty smart and maybe even pretty deep.
Weep Bride, Weep
'Cause he's a closeted
Marxist, who thinks that marriage
is state prostitution
Weep Bride, Weep
So sometimes you'll have to f___ him just to get him to shut up and go to sleep
Weep Bride, Weep
but not too hard-we can't have you collapsing out aof sheer desolation
Weep Bride, Weep
We need you functionally depressive so you'll
still get up and drive the kids to class
Weep Bride, Weep
At least tonight your father's buying all of the liquid consolation
And the musicians will enjoy the bridesmaids
In the a__
Weep Bride, Weep