My Life Story Marriage Blister
The vows are made
Like a hot sandune
The dreams are laid
Like the table in the bedsit room
The bed springs twang
Like a pizzicato string
And they make love
Like mocking birds do sing
Like mocking birds do sing
Like mocking birds do sing
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads
The punch is laid
Like on rain on a dirty street
The sun goes down
Like the whisky bottle by his feet
The tears congeal
Like soap round a wedding ring
And they make love
Like mocking birds do sing
Like mocking birds do sing
Like mocking birds do sing
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads
Over and over their heads
Over and over their heads
Could they understand the marriage blisters over their
heads