Written: 1992 Released: 1999 on 'October' and
in 2000 on 'Cupid Is A Drunkard'
Inspired by a song by the great French singer songwriter George Brassens, 'La
Non-Demande En Mariage', (literally 'The Not-Asking For Your Hand
In Marriage') - "My darling, please let's not hold Cupid's arrow to his
own throat, so many lovers have tried, and have paid for this sacrilege with
their happiness..."
Here comes the groom With his youth in full
bloom Going over the top And though people
see Distant artillery No-one dares say
stop And in the vestry Drinking
whisky Cupid's feeling odd For love should dress
In happiness Not in the ties of
God
Now Cupid is a drunkard And it doesn't help
his aim When it comes to my lovers But I know he's not
to blame For is it any wonder When he sees the care
men take That Cupid is a drunkard And women have to
fake
Now here comes the bride All fat and wide Just like
the old song says She's armed to the teeth With a ring
and a wreath And a bullet that says yes And in the
vestry Drinking whisky Cupid feels his
age For love should be Wild and free Not
wedlocked in a cage
Now Cupid is a drunkard And it
doesn't help his aim When it comes to my lovers But I
know he's not to blame For is it any wonder When he
sees how women cheat That Cupid is a drunkard And men
kerb crawl the streets
Now here comes the vicar Bleating love is forever With
a smile ten tablets wide And if he's contented It's
because he's invented His own bit on the side And in
the vestry Drinking whisky Cupid's feeling
sick For lasting love Is hard
enough Without religion's stick
Now Cupid is a
drunkard And it doesn't help his aim When it comes to
my lovers But I know he's not to blame For is it any
wonder When he sees love certified That Cupid is a
drunkard And his arrows so often fly wide.