Love is for peasants, which we’re obviously not
Who needs a heart that’s going to bleed?
It’s inconvenient and just makes you hot
Let mamma tell you what you need
Not just any clown...
Someone with a crown...
And a happy life is guaranteed!

But Mother, that can’t be right...

Did you say something?

All the books I’ve read
All the poems always said
That a heart is made to share
Joy’s not found in things
Such as necklaces and rings
But in love that’s always there...
That’s the jewel beyond compare.

You need to stop reading those...books.
Filling your head with..thoughts. No go, Luciana.
Do something to make yourself prettier.

Yes, Mother

The king’s forgotten how he wrecked my family’s life
When I was just a tiny tot
Just 'cause we tried to kill him...and his wife
A little treason – not a lot
He took away our land
Which wasn’t what we planned
He put us on a pig farm and forgot.

I ran away and I must say I cleaned up good
My past was nothing I’d discuss
I found the oldest king that I could
His heart condition was a plus!
Sunday we were wed
Wednesday he was dead
Happily that put an end to us!

But when I heard that good King Peter had a son
I had a daughter right away
Put her in training, so she’d be the one
Oh how I’ve waited for this day
Once they tie the knot
I’ll implement my plot
Then I’ll use the king’s head for croquet!
I’ll take what should be mine
And leave him with the swine
And I’ll have my way
They’re gonna pay!
Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha!