The Decemberists
The Hazards of Love 3 (Revenge!)
[Verse 1: Victoria Llewellyn]
Father, I’m not feeling well, the flowers me you fed
Tasted spoiled, for suddenly I find that I am dead
But father don’t you fear, your children all are here
Singing, "Oh, the hazards of love"
[Verse 2: Clara Ell]
Papa, turn the water down, the basin’s overflown
The water covers everything and me left all alone
But papa, here in death, I have regained my breath
To sing, "Oh, the hazards of love"
To sing, "Oh, the hazards of love"
[Verse 3: Joseph Ell]
Spare the rod, you'll spoil the child, but I'd prefer the lash
My sisters drowned and poisoned all, and me reduced to ash
And buried in an urn, but father, I return
Singing, "Oh, the hazards of love"
Singing, "Oh, the hazards of love"
The hazards of love
The hazards of love