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 bullshit
  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