People just ain't no good


I think that's welll understood

You can see it everywhere you look


People just ain't no good




We were married under cherry trees


Under blossom we made pour vows


All the blossoms come sailing down

Through the streets and through the playgrounds





The sun would stream on the sheets

Awoken by the morning bird


We'd buy the Sunday newspapers


And never read a single word




People they ain't no good


People they ain't no good

People they ain't no good





Seasons came, Seasons went

The winter stripped the blossoms bare


A different tree now lines the streets


Shaking its fists in the air

The winter slammed us like a fist


The windows rattling in the gales


To which she drew the curtains

Made out of her wedding veils





People they ain't no good





People they ain't no good


People they ain't no good at all




To our love send a dozen white lilies


To our love send a coffin of wood


To our love let aal the pink-eyed pigeons coo

That people they just ain't no good


To our love send back all the letters

To our love a valentine of blood


To our love let all the jilted lovers cry

That people they just ain't no good




It ain't that in their hearts they're bad

They can comfort you, some even try


They nurse you when you're ill of health

They bury you when you go and die

It ain't that in their hearts they're bad


They'd stick by you if they could

But that's just bull%#@!

People just ain't no good




People they ain't no good

People they ain't no good


People they ain't no good

People they ain't no good at all