Oh, well imagine As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor And I can't help but to hear No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words
"What a beautiful wedding What a beautiful wedding", says a bridesmaid to a waiter "And, yes, but what a shame What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore"
I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality