Joe Orton’s Wedding Songtext
von David J

At Joe Orton′s wedding, the bride wore black
Death caught the discarded bouquet
The marriage was consummated
In a gentleman's loo on the way

Joe pulled out a plum from the bitter tart
As the honeymoon sank in the West
′Til death us do part, rice paper heart
Old, borrowed and blue laid to rest

To wait in the wings of a shadow
Catching only the spray from each splash
In the sun by a swimming pool in Tangier
Black gags having turned to green cash


The bride became a burden
A damper on champagne wit
Living in fear of every taboo
On which, Joe, with ink, would spit

"Mister Sloane, I have a problem
It's about the trouble and strife"
"Forget it, come to a party
But for Heaven's sake, don′t bring the wife!"

Mrs. Orton penned the ending
The final play for today
Putting faith in Nembutal
And a hammer to keep it that way

A drag on the closing curtain
Michelangelo′s David saw all
Double death real life drama
Observed by the eyes on a wall