| yay! freed from the oppressive bonds of groundation! |
[03 Nov 2004|07:31pm] |
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Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds: People ain't no good |
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To our love send a dozen white lilies To our love send a coffin of wood To our love let all 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 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 bullshit People just ain't no good
today kinda sucked, but i'm ok now.
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