Let It Blow Lyrics - Front Parlour Ballads - Richard Thompson

He was a species on the verge of extinction 

She was an Air New Zealand hostess 

They were mystically joined, like Rawicz and Landauer 

Like Pinky and Perky, like Porgy and Bess 

O he loved the pursuit and the romance 

But the details were more of a chore 

When the bride's veil lifted, his mind soon drifted - 

At least that's what happened before 

Let it Blow, let it snow 

Let the mercury bubble and dive 

Life's little traumas and courtroom dramas 

Remind me I'm glad I'm alive 

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O she loved the clinking of glasses 

When the toast was to noble and princes 

In the conjugal nest she was seen at her best 

With her keen eye for curtains and chintzes 

She had all the furniture ordered 

By the time they were naming the date 

And her mother came speeding from distant Dunedin 

To help with the flowers and cake 

Let it Blow, let it snow 

Let the mercury bubble and dive 

Life's little traumas and courtroom dramas 

Remind me I'm glad I'm alive 

Photos 

At the chapel of Partial Remembrance 

The ushers went into a seizure 

Mr. Bacchus, they said, Should we stand on our head? 

Would sackcloth and ashes displease you? 

And they honeymooned down in Ibiza 

Where the sun and the nightlife were hot 

As she lay on the sand, he said, Isn't it grand? 

I bring all of my wives to this spot 

Let it Blow, let it snow 

Let the mercury bubble and dive 

Life's little traumas and courtroom dramas 

Remind me I'm glad I'm alive 

A life of volcanic activity 

Left him nothing to spout but hot air 

A long interruption since his last eruption 

Was disguised by sheer devil-may-care 

But some charm and some skill and maneouvre 

Had him rising to meet the occasion 

And for once, they found bliss, but news of their tryst 

Got to Fleet Street, and caused a sensation 

Let it Blow, let it snow 

Let the mercury bubble and dive 

Life's little traumas and courtroom dramas 

Remind me I'm glad I'm alive 

And the press was baying for blood now 

They gave them a week at the most 

We were all glad to see it reach weeks two and three 

But the fourth week, the whole thing was toast 

And she dragged her tail back to New Zealand 

With threats of High Court and revenge 

Meanwhile his eye did stray to the ample bustier 

Of a novelty dancer from Penge 

Let it Blow, let it snow 

Let the mercury bubble and dive 

Life's little traumas and courtroom dramas 

Remind me I'm glad I'm alive