Monthly Archives: March 2011

Let Them Eat Wedding Cake..

So sweet you’re gonna pay for my wedding

Fancy invites ..make you peasants feel nice

My initials on my honeymoon bedding

And my mug on a mug at a too high price..

I want to see a sea of butcher’s aprons

But with my face on, not your Poundland gear

And my jewellery must cost more to hire

Than feeding a council estate for a year..

I want the price tag on my shoes

To match a thousand Big Issues

And as for my wedding dress..

Well, who needs the NHS?

 

 

Cuz Daddy says I’m a princess

And old Lizzie thinks so too

I can look down my not very royal nose

At the likes of you and you

I’m getting hitched on your taxes

But the fact is

That the poor need to survive too

So let them eat wedding cake

Until they jolly well spew..

 

 

Of course we’re not tying the old knot

To distract the masses from the welfare cuts

My Willy thinks that I am well hot

And wouldn’t have me used in some publicity stunt

I’ll soon have the ring to prove it

And then a baby or two for the bloodline

You’ll be paying for their charmed lives too

Yours can go without to feed mine

So the price tag on getting wed

Might mean some folks wind up dead

But one day I’ll be Queen Kate

And who needs the welfare state?

 

Cuz Daddy says I’m a princess

And old Lizzie thinks so too

I can look down my not very royal nose

At the likes of you and you

I’m getting hitched on your taxes

But the fact is

That the poor need to survive too

So let them eat wedding cake

Until they jolly well spew..

 

Let them eat wedding cake

Well, I’m watching my waist..

Let them eat wedding cake

Just to give them a little taste..

Let them eat wedding cake

It’s all that they deserve

From the table that they’re paying for

May these crumbs show them what we think they’re worth..