Have you ever been to American wedding?

Where is the vodka, where is marinated herring?

Where is the musicians that got the taste?

Where's the supply that's gonna last three days?

Where's the band that like fanfare? Gonna keep it going 24 hour



Instead it's 1 in the morning and DJ's patching up the chords

Everybody's full of cake, staring at the floor

Proper couples start to mumble that it's time to go

People gotta get up early and they gotta go



Ah, people gotta get up early and she's got a boyfriend

And this whole fucking thing is one huge disappointment

And nothing gets these bitches going, not even gypsy kings

Nobody talks about my super theory of super everything



So be Donald Trump or be an anarchist

Make sure that your wedding doesn't end up like this



I understand the cultures of a different kind

But here word celebration just doesn't come to mind



Have you ever been to American wedding?

Where is the vodka, where is marinated herring?

Where is the musicians that got the taste?

Where's the supply that's gonna last three days?

Where's the band that like fanfare? Gonna keep it going 24 hour