people ain't no good
People just ain't no goodI think that's well understoodYou can see it everywhere you lookPeople just ain't no good
We were married under cherry treesUnder blossom we made our vowsAll the blossoms come sailing downThrough the streets and through the playgrounds
The sun would stream on the sheetsAwoken by the morning birdWe'd buy the Sunday newspapersAnd never read a single word
People they ain't no goodPeople they ain't no goodPeople they ain't no good
Seasons came, seasons wentThe winter stripped the blossoms bareA different tree now lines the streetsShaking its fists in the airThe winter slammed us like a fistThe windows rattling in the galesTo which she drew the curtainsMade out of her wedding veil
People they ain't no goodPeople they ain't no goodPeople they ain't no good at all
To our love send a dozen white liliesTo our love send a coffin of woodTo our love let all the pink-eyed pigeons cooThat people they just ain't no goodTo our love send back all the lettersTo our love a valentine of bloodTo our love let all the jilted lovers cryThat people they just ain't no good
It ain't that in their hearts they're badThey can comfort you, some even tryThey nurse you when you're ill of healthThey bury you when you go and dieIt ain't that in their hearts they're badThey'll stick by you if they couldBut that's just bullshit babyPeople just ain't no good
People they ain't no goodPeople they ain't no goodPeople they ain't no goodPeople they ain't no good at all