Karmacoma, Jamaican aroma You sure you want to be with me I've nothing to give Take a walk take a rest Taste the rest Deflowering my baby, aiyee my baby me Monopoly and properly kissed Won't lie and say this love is best Leave us in emotional peace

Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you

I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin' I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap It's not a place This country is to be a sound of drum and bass America, God bless you if it's good to you America please take my hand Can you help me underst- New

Leaves are falling, the wind is blowing so cold The end, cycle, peel to the core Fall to the ground All dies again Vision faces disintegrator It all came back to me Non could be lower, crawling under The weight I can't take I eat all, wild and virgin The

Be in my heart When we were younger We thought everyone was on our side Then we grew a little And romanticized the time I saw Flowers in your hair See it takes a boy to live Takes a man to pretend he was there So then we grew a little

Take you to every party It all just sounds like ooh Ooh too young, too dumb to realize That I should have bought you flowers And held your hand Should have gave you all my hours When I had the chance 'Cause all you wanted to do was dance Now my baby's

Bootleg, bootleg, Bootleg, howl. Take you a glass of water Make it against the law. See how good the water tastes When you can't have any at all. Findin' a natural woman, Like honey to a bee. But you don't buzz the flower.

Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding

Back it up now Bump your rump now Grab my waist now Work it out now Grab my shoulder Pick it up now Take it lower To the floor now Watch out baby

Down with love Take it away, take it away Give it back to the birds To bees and the Viennese Down with eyes romantic and stupid Down with sighs, down with cupid Brother let's stuff that dove With flowers and rice and shoes The root of all midnight blues