Goblins - Bluejay

Suppose I chose

To live so very domestically

With you in the stable

And I in the kitchen

Can you hear me cookin'?

Suppose I chose

To buy a golden ring to match this castle

Are you getting enough sun my dear?

Ooh and they say holy matrimony…

Ooh and they say what they say…

When my heretic’s loose

One partner can get quite moldy

You’re comin' on home to the same old story

Lickin' her legs in the kitchen

But when he comes home

We’re disappearin'

You didn’t leave — We’d already started

You didn’t leave — We’d already started

You didn’t leave — We’d already started

One partner can get quite moldy

You’re comin' on home to the same old story

Lickin' her legs in the kitchen

But when he comes home

We’re disappearin'