billy bragg - The Marriage

I understand your needing And wanting is no crime But I can’t help feeling That you and your mother are just wasting your time Choosing Saturdays in Summer I dare you to wear white Love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit our parents were right I just don’t understand it What makes our love a sin How can it make that difference If you and I are wearing that bloody, bloody ring? If I share my bed with you Must I also share my life? Love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit our parents were right You just don’t understand it This tender trap we’re in Those glossy catalogs of couples Are cashing in on happiness again and again So drag me to the altar And I’ll make my sacrifice But love is just a moment of giving And marriage is when we admit our parents were right Marriage is when we admit our parents were right I say marriage is when we admit our parents Were probably right