_Imagine_ it -- as if it were not traditional! Hester Prynne. Anna K. Emma Bovary. Of course those are just the women. Here's some bitter lyrics from Stephen Sondheim:
WE’RE GONNA BE ALRIGHT (Unpublished Lyric)
(He:) Honey Bunch, sad to say but I have a hunch Screen romances went out-to-lunch -- that's no reason to pout. Don't look bleak -- happy endings can spring a leak, 'Ever after can mean one week, We're just having a drought. Smile and sweat it out.
If we can just hang on, we'll have compatibility You musn't worry -- we're gonna be alright. One day the ache is gone. (There's nothing like senility.) So what's your hurry -- we're gonna be alright.
Meanwhile, relax. You take a lover, I'll take a lover When that's played-out, they get the axe. We can retire, sit by the fire. Fade out.
We'll build our house upon The rock of my virility We'd better scurry -- we're gonna be all night. Oh boy -- we're gonna be alright.
(She:) I was told just be faithful and never scold, Sounded easy so I was sold -- I've been miserable since. I was taught when the prince and the dragon fought That the dragon was always caught, Now I don't even wince When it eats the prince.
I know I perfect pair -- they're lives are at the pinnacle. But how do we know they're gonna be alright. The bride is slightly square, the groom is slightly cynical A little vino -- they're gonna be alright.
She aims to please. She has a baby Then though they maybe having fine times When there's a crise, she has another Now she's a mother Nine times.
It all went wrong -- but where? Details are slightly clinical. She's out in Reno. The kids adored the flight. Hi ho -- they're gonna be alright.
(Both;) Honey Child, bury everything. Learn to smile Happy couples can stay in style just by practicing charm. All is well ('least as far as their friends can tell).
Please ignore the peculiar smell -- there's no cause for alarm. (Mildew will do harm.)
She once was quite well read. He once was intellectual. No one's suspicious -- they're gonna be alright. She's nice and sweet and dead. He's tall and ineffectual. They look delicious -- they're gonna be alright.
Who's on the skids? She goes to night school (If it's the right school, he'll permit her.) They love their kids, they love their friends too Lately he tends to Hit her.
Sometimes she drinks in bed, Sometimes he's homosexual, But why be vicious? They keep it out of sight? Good show -- they're gonna be all right. And so -- they're gonna be alright. Hi ho -- we're gonna be alright.
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