dienas himna
kas gan tas varētu būt, ko? kā jums šķiet, kas trīs klusas sekundes pēc acu atvēršanas ieskanējās, iedziedājās manī un ko es nu ik mirkli klausos? vai tas varētu būt šis, hm?


People just ain't no good
I think that's well understood
You can see it everywhere you look
People just ain't no good


We were married under cherry trees
Under blossom we made our 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 at all


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 down
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 rough cross 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 that in their hearts they're bad
They can comfort you, some even try
They'll nurse you when you're ill of health
They'll 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
Ah but that's just bullshit, baby
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