Irish Bride (demo) Songtext
von Fuzzbox

A ship across stormy relations
Finds relief from suffocation
Green ceremony, a destination
The sweetest dreams are made from this
Raven head girl, skin of innocence
Intoxicated by a man′s front labour
Captivated and chained by impotence


Oh, to be an Irish bride
And when her arms are laid down by my side
And when her arms are let me, let me inside
That's when the flowers of romance die shush

′Til solace of bride's lullaby
All for the cradle and rosary
All for the punch bag and melancholy
All for the torment and misery

Oh, to be an Irish bride

Twilight gives to the sunset
The make of spinach, sweet as living
Revenge from her you'll never get


Oh, for the memory of an Irish bride
Revenge from her you′ll never get
Oh, for the memory of an Irish bride