LOVE IS LIKE A FAIRY TALE Repunzel, Repunzel Put down your machine gun You killed all your suitors They gave you split ends Then you dyed your hair black Though I must say It looked more like Kiwi shoe polish On your head Which started you listening to The Cure Romanizing over Rob Smith’s Vocal little flutterings of annoyance This resulted in you becoming a fan of Billy Bragg You ended up with these false expectations Of what you wanted in a man Then I came along and ruined that dream I didn’t try to climb your hair I wasn’t like all those other idiots I found the back door Caught the lift to your floor Threw your CDs’ out the window Introduced you to Black Sabbath, Henry Rollins, Jane’s Addiction, Billy Manaro and Mr. Bungle Your life was never the same again I got you pregnant Then after I was headbanging around your room I fell out your window Lost my memory surrounded by broken CDs Now come to think of it There was that urban cowboy there Just before I fell His hands were covered in chilli sauce and mustard Exactly what was always present in my goatee and hair And your father had a shiny smile on his stupid scone He just made things worse So now Repunzel You entice suitors to climb your hair With your AK47 You send them back to the earth I still love you, Repunzel Even with the head injures And the pieces of The Cure’s CDs stuck in my back Repunzel, Repunzel Just put down your machine gun And let me come home I found a bottle of vintage spewmanti We can share it together and get shitfaced again.
Posted on: Mon, 17 Feb 2014 05:47:22 +0000
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