From the recording Family Portraits (Volume 1)
A brass-driven lamentation of a caricature (a fictionalised amalgam of various behaviours including entitlement and avarice) defined utterly by the pursuit and acquisition of material gain.
Lyrics
Princess-on-the-Pea
Oh dear
Here we go again
For another spin
The Princess-on-the-Pea
My dear
Round and round the same old tropes again
At midday, awake
To coffee
Lunch out with the girls
Don’t you worry about any money
It takes care of itself
Oh, the princess-on-the-pea
Can not sleep, she’s so aggrieved
By all the luxury
She feels she needs to
Just be happy
And maybe in the shops
Burning through the cash
You can cultivate some self-awareness
And calculate the cost on us
Oh life!
It can be oh so hard and cruel
Poor thing
Suffers for your craft
In Le Cordon Bleu
Cooking school
Why should I
Domesticise
When I have better things to do?
Cinderella
Got her fella
And she fit the shoe
Oh, the princess-on-the-pea
Can not sleep, she’s so aggrieved
By all the luxury
She feels she needs to
Just be happy
Oh, the princess-on-the-pea
Can not sleep, she’s so aggrieved
By all the useless beauty
She surround herself with
To just be me, me, me
Why can’t you just be happy?
With what you’ve got already?