Adam Ant - Marrying The Gunner's Daughter lyrics

There was a boy, a frightened boy Grew up to be some kind of man Lived in a wood, tried to be good Unlike his bad old man Found a scheme, learned to dream Just to get through the days Before long he grew so strong He didn't care either way He wanted d**h, but his last breath They sentenced him to life Anarchy and girl's bodies Epiphany for life (Nice...dream) There was a man, a frightened man Grew up to be some kind of boy (nice) Ate scraps form people's laps Made dream reality He got to be a tough monkey And look them in the eye d**h by fashion, strapped to a cannon So keep your powder dry Marrying the Gunner's Daughter You know me, I go too far Like a heifer to the slaughter Here he comes, the Blueblack Hussar Strapped to a gun ain't much fun But it's all that he had left Got a number one, just for fun Started playing Russian roulette He got to be a tough monkey So look them in the eye d**h by fashion, strapped to a cannon So keep your powder dry Marrying the Gunner's Daughter You know me, I go too far Like a heifer to the slaughter Here he comes, the Blueblack Hussar Marrying the Gunner's Daughter You know me, I go too far Like a heifer to the slaughter Here he comes, the Blueblack Hussar He wanted d**h, but his last breath They sentenced him to life Anarchy and girl's bodies Epiphany for life Nice dream Nice dream Marrying the Gunner's Daughter You know me, I go too far Like a heifer to the slaughter Here he comes, the Blueblack Hussar Hussar