Is it heavy Is it white Can I stab it with a knife Will it bite Will it scratch Can I strike it with a match Can I shut it Can I lock it Can I
Is it heavy Is it white Can I stab it with a knife Will it bite Will it scratch Can I strike it with a match Can I shut it Can I lock it Can
see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'mma need to see your fuckin' hands Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong, Loch Ness Goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscious Question
Hunger in the banquet, hunger in the bride and groom Hunger on the TV, hunger on the printed page And there's a God-sized hunger underneath the questions
Restore me Preserve me Replace my carnal mind I'm a sinner with imperfections Reveal my soul Give me answers to my questions
soon we shall point with pride To the guide for the married man By the side of the married man 'Tis the lady who shares his life You help the bride
Do you find yourself in darkness? Do you find yourself in light? That's a question I want answered Could you answer me tonight? Could you give me some
t question lest you go insane Oh, when sons of loggers marry Daughters of gold digging squatters Quiet towns are never quite the same What do we have? Seven brides
man besides. [MR. BUMBLE(spoken)] Hardhearted, Mrs. Corney? Hard? Are you hardhearted, Mrs. Corney? [WIDOW CORNEY (spoken)] Dear me! What a curious question
, go I, I?m not the bride, I?m not the bride I?m free, I?m free, I?m free, I?m not the bride
in her face And the collection of engagement rings on her right hand She sits alone apart from the crowd In a white dress she wears like a question
Promiscuous makes an entrance Her mouth is full of questions Are we all brides to be Are we all designed to be confined Buy ourselves chastity belts and
all to blame For the horrors that the world did undergo A short while later when I applied to be a G. I. bride An American consular official questioned
you fear you will not see the light ? I know it's the end of your clear mind. You see my demons flies over skies And death is coming to be your bride
bride and I?m the groom. Singing I do, I do, I do, and I do, I do, I do. So here?s a thought. It?s me and you. You?re the bride and I?m the groom. Singing
This evening has been swell, a first date in New York. You asked the proper questions, you used the proper fork. You looked into my eyes, you were calm
be waiting on a sign Until the end of time And there's still no guarantee Of it making sense to anyone All we need's a little faith Now we can question
