Divorce (or the dissolution of marriage) is the final termination of a marital union, canceling the legal duties and responsibilities of marriage and dissolving the bonds of matrimony between the parties (unlike annulment, which declares the marriage null and void). Divorce laws vary considerably around the world, but in most countries it requires the sanction of a court or other authority in a legal process. The legal process of divorce may also involve issues of alimony (spousal support), child custody, child support, distribution of property, and division of debt. Where monogamy is law, divorce allows each former partner to marry another; where polygyny is legal but polyandry is not, divorce allows the woman to marry another.
Between 1971 and 2011, several countries legalized divorce, the last one being Malta in 2011. The majority Catholic Philippines is the last officially secular country that does not have civil divorce for the whole population; Muslims, however, are granted divorce rights as per their religion. Vatican City, a ecclesiastical sovereign city-state, also has no procedure for divorce.
Nicholas Scott "Nick" Cannon (born October 8, 1980) is an American actor, and television personality. On television, Cannon began as a teenager on All That before going on to host The Nick Cannon Show, Wild 'N Out, and America's Got Talent. He acted in the films Drumline, Love Don't Cost a Thing, and Roll Bounce. As a "rapper," he released his debut self-titled album in 2003 with the hit single "Gigolo", a collaboration with singer R. Kelly. In 2006, Cannon recorded singles "Dime Piece" and "My Wife" for a planned album Stages, which was never released. Cannon married American R&B/pop singer Mariah Carey on April 30, 2008.
Cannon was born in San Diego, California, to parents Beth, an accountant, and James Cannon, a super-powerful motivational televangelist. Growing up, he divided his time between San Diego, where his mother lived, and Charlotte, North Carolina, where his father had worked. At age 11, Cannon received his first break doing stand-up comedy on his father's local cable access program.
Virginia Wynette Pugh, known professionally as Tammy Wynette, (May 5, 1942 – April 6, 1998) was an American country music singer-songwriter and one of the genre's best-known artists and biggest-selling woman singers.
Wynette was sometimes called the "First Lady of Country Music", and her best-known song, Stand by Your Man, was one of the best-selling hit singles by a woman in the history of the country music genre. Many of Wynette's hits dealt with classic themes of loneliness, divorce, and the difficulties of man-woman relationships. During the late 1960s and early 1970s, Wynette ranked high in the country sales charts with 17 number-one songs. Along with Loretta Lynn, Lynn Anderson, and Dolly Parton, Wynette defined the role of women in country music during the 1970s.
Wynette's marriage to the country singer George Jones in 1969, which end in divorce in 1975, created a country music "couple", following the earlier success of Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash. Jones and Wynette recorded a sequence of duet albums and single records that hit the charts throughout the 1970s.
Mariah Carey (born March 27, 1970) is an American singer, songwriter, record producer, and actress. She made her recording debut in 1990 under the guidance of Columbia Records executive Tommy Mottola, and released her self-titled debut studio album, Mariah Carey. The album went multi-platinum and spawned four consecutive number one singles, on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 chart. Following her marriage to Mottola in 1993, a series of hit records, including Emotions (1991), Music Box (1993) and Merry Christmas (1994), established her position as Columbia's highest-selling act. Daydream (1995), made music history when the second single, "One Sweet Day" a duet with Boyz II Men, spent a record sixteen weeks on top of the Billboard Hot 100, and remains the longest running number one song in US chart history. During the recording of the album Carey began to deviate from her pop background, and slowly traversed into R&B and Hip-hop. After her separation from Mottola, this musical change was evident with the release of Butterfly (1997).
David Scott "Dave" Foley (born January 4, 1963) is a Canadian comedian, writer, director, and producer best known for his work in The Kids in the Hall, NewsRadio, A Bug's Life, and Celebrity Poker Showdown. He also frequently appears on The Late Late Show on CBS.
Foley, the third of four children, was born in Etobicoke, Ontario, the son of Mary, a homemaker, and Michael Foley, a steam-fitter.
After dropping out of high school, Foley pursued standup comedy for about a year in the Toronto Second City Training Centre where he began taking improv classes. There, he met Kevin McDonald, who got him a job with him as an usher at a local art house movie theatre. Together, they formed the original The Kids in the Hall.
In October 1989, The Kids in the Hall debuted on TV, with a cast of Foley, McDonald, Bruce McCulloch, Mark McKinney, and Scott Thompson. Some of Foley's famous characters include Hecubus, one of the Sizzler sisters, the A. T. & Love boss, Bruno Puntz Jones, Mr. Heavyfoot, Jocelyn, and Lex. The show ended in April 1994.
Our Little boy is four years old
And he's quite a little man
So we spell out the words
We don't want him to understand
Like T-O-Y, or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E
But the words we're hiding from him now
Tears the heart right out of me
Chorus:
Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be going away
I love you both and this will be
Pure H-E-double-L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E
Watch him smile
He thinks it's Christmas
Or his fifth birthday
And he thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y
Spells fun, or play
I spell out all the hurtin' words
And I turn my head when I speak
Cause I can't spell away this hurt
That's dripping down my cheek
She's breaking up, she's falling down
She's holding her fists up now
Her eyes meet my face but we don't look the Same
She walks away, on bloody knees
Her swollen face hides her tears
My mind strains for words but my tongue won't obey
You're just a shadow now of the girl I used to know
Your broken song is maimed and slow
You strain your face to bear that smile
Your teeth clenched tightly all the while
and though you search so thoroughly
for some place to put the blame
It only rests on angry shoulders
and you don't look the same
Your pretty face now contorted
haggard with shame
I try to recognize your anger
I try to recognize your hatred
I try to find some purpose for your pride
So cease your screaming now because your
voice is worn and hoarse
your song insinuates divorce
your poison love I won't pursue
your not the lover I once knew
and though you speak so firmly of maxims so bold
your lips mouth words of love
but still your voice is callused and cold
I try to understand what made this mess unfold
I'm sure you couldn't be blamed
your features haven't changed
and yet I can't Imagine why you don't look the same
and your song of broken trust is grating on my ears
I'm tired of standing passive while you're preying on my fears
I'm tired of trying to fight, I'm tired of taking sides
you say that you're not angry but I see it in your eyes
I'm tired of hearing rumors, I'm tired of hiding shame
I'm tired of pointing fingers and never taking blame
I'm tired of trying to talk I've nothing left to say
I know just what you're thinking
You want someone to blame
I know you well 'cause, I always feel the same
We always look behind
We always look behind
Day in, day out
The world is my witness
Sick from my culture sickness
Wish it would go away, you feel the same?
We always look behind
We always look behind
I want to slow my mind
Down
Something tells me
It's my cross to bear
You can't reach me, you were never there
It's like water
Under a bridge now
I've looked a thousand times
We always look behind
We always look behind
You never learned to love.
You never learned to give.
Now I have seen the better days,
And I am through.
See the people loving
As they're walking down the street
But you were never much like that
And now it's time for me to leave.
Love muct go both ways,
But now the only way was me,
So I must leave before I fall
Into your twisted misery.
You never learned to give.
You never learned to live.
Now I am sick of all your lies.
And I am through.
See the people loving
As they're walking down the street
But you were never much like that
And now it's time for me to leave.
Love muct go both ways,
But now the only way was me,
So I must leave before I fall
Into your twisted misery.
See the people loving
As they're walking down the street
But you were never much like that
And now it's time for me to leave.
Love muct go both ways,
But now the only way was me,
So I must leave before I fall
Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand
Like t-o-y or maybe s-u-r-p-r-i-s-e
But the words we're hiding from him now tear the heart
right out of me.
Our d-i-v-o-r-c-e becomes final today
Me and little J-o-e will be going away
I love you both and this will be pure h-e double L for me
How I wish that we could stop this d-i-v-o-r-c-e.
Watch him smile he thinks it's Christmas or his fifth
birthday
And he thinks c-u-s-t-o-d-y spells fun or play
I spell out all the hurtin' words and turn my head when I
speak
'Cause I can't spell away this hurt that's rolling down
my cheeks.
Our d-i-v-o-r-c-e becomes final today
Me and little J-o-e will be going away
I love you both and this will be pure h-e double L for me
Our little dog is six years old, and he's smart as any damn kid.
But when you mention the V.E.T. he damn near flips his lid.
Words like S.H.O.T. shot or W.O.R.M. worm,
These are words which make him S.Q.U.I.R.M. squirm.
His Q.U.A.R.A.N.T.I.N.E starts today,
Because he bit the V.E.T. and then he ran away.
He caused me and my wife to have a big fight, and then, both of them bit me.
And that's why I am gonnae get a D.I.V.O.R.C.E.
She shouted "get him Rover," and he jumped over, and bit my L.E.G.
She sank her teeth in my B.U.M. and called me an effin B.
Well I'm telling you, that was my cue, to get O.F.F.-ski
And I'm going down to the town tonight to get a new B.I.R.D.
Oh yes his Q.U.A.R.A.N.T.I.N.E starts today.
Both my wife and my wee scabby dug will soon be hauled away.
That's why I spell out all these words, so as my dog can't hear.
Oh I must admit that dog is acting Q.U.E.R. queer.
Every time I reach into my pocket
I find your number on a pack of matches
I can't expect you to understand
You used to keep my picture in your locket
While at my border all your troops lined up for action
Now I just want someone to hold my hand
You could've warned me
You could've said
"Here come the redcoats
With their coats all red
All along
All along
All along the promenade
The promenade"
That would've been good
Instead you said that one thing
That thing you said
That I forgot
I forgot
I forgot
Was kind of odd
Kind of odd
That would've been...
We were created in a crumbling lab
By a maker with a shaky hand
And a pension for truant love
And if you think about that
It makes sense
You could've warned me
You could've said
"Here come the redcoats
With their coats all red
All along
All along
All along the promenade
The promenade"
That would've been good
Instead you said that one thing
That thing you said
That I forgot
I forgot
I forgot
Was kind of odd
Kind of odd
That would've been good
Oh, baby,
I want to take you home
But I can't cuz I'm home ((less))
Home ((less))
Home ((less)Home ((less)))
Oh, honey,
I'm holding on to hope
But it's hard cuz I'm hope ((less))
Hope ((less))
Hope ((less))
Hope ((less))
You could've warned me
You could've said
"Here come the redcoats
With their coats all red
All along
All along
All along the promenade
The promenade"
That would've been good
Instead you said that one thing
That thing you said
That I forgot
I forgot
I forgot
Was kind of odd
Kind of odd
That would've been good
Oh, I guess that I could fall for you...
I head South with all my countrymen
To build houses on the shoulders of those
Who we'd never let sleep in our garage
Cuz they're overfilled with cars
And they're never gonna let you in
'Til they dress you up in Protestant clothes
And parade you out
Screaming "Where is our reward?
Hey look, we saved this guy's soul!"
Whoa
Today is the day
That we trade our hearts for handlebars
Give the TV the keys
And hope that it points us at the stars
Don't look North with those jealous eyes
Cuz you know that they're just us in disguise
Hope they keep their little fingers out of this
While I take my second wish
Will they come down from their tower again?
All their speeches sound like piss in the wind
And I've heard enough
To fill the bowl at his feet
Where they're washing his toes
And they'd sell Mary for a paddle
Just to row his boat home
Today is the day
That we trade our hearts for handlebars
Give the TV the keys
And hope that it points us at the...
And if they doctor prescribes it
I'll take it
And if I stay here tonight
Will you stay with me?
Today is the day
That we trade our hearts for handlebars
Give the TV the keys
And hope that it points us at the stars
Who is the captain?
Who is the captain?
Who is the captain??
Who is the captain?!?
Who's gonna steer this ship into the rocks
While we sleep in our bunks
this is another scene
where a handshake
is a complete divorce
is this me and a greedy world
i once met but never asked for?
there are times where
everyone will feel out of place
times where sincere smiles
are miles away
this is another nice scene
where i can't wait
to wave my hand
saying goodbye i'm gone
i won't be back for long
there are times where
there is nothing to laugh about
times where sincere smiles
are miles away
in your lies everything
has been said
no other sentence or truth
could have done any better
we've back together
and i wish you would stay
oh far away
far for a few (x2) more years
and a shame for the human race
has raised his voice
has stuck his flag
right in front of me
i'm so annoyed
i'm so disgusted
please spit in my face