Today we will be married And all the freaks that she knows will be there And all the people from the village will be there To congratulate us I will carry her across the threshold I will make dim the light I will attempt to spend my love within her But though I try with all my might She will laugh at my mighty sword She will laugh at my mighty sword Why must everybody laugh at my mighty sword? Lord, hep me if you will Maybe we're both crazy, I don't know Maybe that's why I love her so
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