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letra de yes, dear! - bodo wartke

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yes, dear! lyrics
we’ve been in love
it seems forever
you didn’t falter at the altar
and now we’ll always be together
so what more can i say
i see you every single day
so dear lord, to you i have to pray;
how will i ever get away?

i don’t love her anymore
she treats me like a fool
she was the one that i adored
how could she be so cruel

she’s ignorant and rude
and always in a huff (?)
no matter what i do
it’s never good enough

she’s such a selfish cow
all thosе evil games she’s playing
i’d havе to end it now
but i just end up saying:

“yes, dear! you’re absolutely right!
yes, dear! no, there’s no need to fight!
yes, dear! i must learn to compromise
yes, dear! i apologize!”
why do i always say
just what she wants me to?
like on our wedding day
i meant “i don’t” but said “i do”

she can go to h-ll
this has got to stop!
it’s time to say farewell
i think it’s time to give her the chop

ah, of course
that’s how it’s meant to be
no, listen you old horse!
next time you talk to me

and are annoying to the max
i’ll give you the chop with my axe
if you show remorse when panic attacks
too late: here comes the axe!

you’ll never get to nag at me ever again
i’m going to fetch it
my little hatchet

i want you to stop dead in your tracks
when i stand before you
with the axe
’cause i’m on the edge of insanity!
with the axe
’cause you treat me like a prison detainee!
with the axe
i can’t even have my friends around for tea!

the axe is the only language you’ll understand if you ask me!

i have dreamt for years
of cutting one of your ears… off
ah, what. poppy c-ck
i’ll cut both of them off!

i’m enjoying the vision
of how i make an incision
through the back
of your neck
with my instrument of precision

i drive a wedge
through the edge
of your oesophagus

through muscle tissue
and i’m surprised
how tough it is
you whimper while despairing
your flesh is tearing
ah, imagine the satisfaction
enough of talking. time for action

i go to the garden shed
my heart beats like a drum
i sharpen up my axe
and wait for night to come

i sneak in through the backdoor
and creep into her room
she’s sleeping very deeply
a final sleep of doom

outside the wind howls
soon she’ll be no more
then half asleep she growls:
“it’s lofty! shut the door!”

yes, dear! of course, i’ll close the door!
yes, dear! no, i won’t bother you no more!
yes, dear! i shut the window tight!
yes, dear! you’re right, dear! good night!

perhaps i should
just chop some wood

- bodo wartke

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