Charles Bronson - Marriage Can s** It lyrics

Ah to be 22, washed up and f**in' through. You're a pair of K-mart shoes: plastic and phony and with the belief that happiness in life is matrimony. Padlocked to wedlock cuz time's a wastin' to hurry up and waste your life in marriage. Entrapment = d**h, caught in a web, sentenced to a harsh life of eating meals together and sharing the same bed, ick! How about you just invite me to the divorce instead. Skip the serenade and the bullsh** promises your mom and dad would've made. Honeymoon narcosis brains in a love-bong like anyone really waits that long cuz the way I see it you were already f**ed way before you ever got fitted for the stupid tux. You are f**ing losers, and I hope your kids are ugly.