The Marriage - Billy Bragg

I understand you 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

Oh, 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 catalogues of couples

Are cashing in

On happiness again and again

So drag me to the altar

And I’ll make my sacrifice

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

Just as marriage is when we admit

Our parents were probably right