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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Antony Szmierek
Antony Szmierek
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antony Szmierek
Antony Szmierek
Composer
MAX RAD
MAX RAD
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MAX RAD
MAX RAD
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Where's everyone heading on a day like this?
Bank holiday Sunday
Marry me, angie in big red letters
I wonder if she did?
No war but class war on the motorway bridge
Love spelled backwards on the next
Police tape encircles flowers
Little note reads "No regrets"
A bedsheet tapestry hangs
"Support our local lad, he's on reality TV"
Put your head on my shoulder just try to get some sleep
Police witness pleas, sun angrily beats
One hundred million chevrons away
I'll be fine I just need you to stay
Okay?
[Verse 2]
And I hope Angie did get married
And that local lad became the influencer he always thought he wanted to be
Happy 13th birthday Alfie reads another sign on a lay-by
And they're all celebrating somewhere together in my minds eye
The doers and the dreamers
In an working men's club, watching Angie cut her cake
[Verse 3]
A yoja teacher-
A yoga teach that used to rave and a former spice girl that married a saint
A ticker-tape parade for the ones who made it
You can be my plus one, if you let me hold you naked or
By your ankles over the motorway
sign our names in aerosol and paint
Me and you and Angie, we're all the same
[Chorus]
It's the wedding of the century
I don't know how to feel
All the things we were meant to be
In the moment revealed
And I hope she made it
Not many of us do
And I can't explain it
You just light up the room
It's the wedding of the century
I don't know how to feel
All the things we were meant to be
In the moment revealed
And I hope she made it
'Cause not many of us do
And I can't explain it
You just light up the room
And I hope she made it
[Chorus]
And I hope she made it
It's the wedding of the century
I don't know how to feel
All the things we were meant to be
In the moment revealed
And I hope she made it
Not many of us do
And I can't explain it
You just light up the room
It's the wedding of the century
I don't know how to feel
All the things we were meant to be
In the moment revealed
And I hope she made it
Yeah, I hope she did
And I hope she made it
Written by: Antony Szmierek, MAX RAD
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