(Tricky/Terry Hall)
(Tricky)I confide to anything [I can vow [vibe] to anything]
So I have to hide from everything.
Everybody wants a piece of me.
You see origin and cease to be.
Sit back and let it happen,
Let us take your time away.
I don't understand you.
I don't want your time of day.
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way,
Always up the hallways,
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
Making money for good health, but first I learn to see myself (x2)
You've promised me poems (x3)
(Terry Hall)
I rue the day that I ever met you,
And deeply regret you getting close to me.
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you,
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me,
You promised me poems.
You might have been my reason for livin'
I gave up on givin', gave up everything.
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers, so how come
You hate me?
You promised me poems (x4).
(Martina)
Dreamed of ringing voices, [Note: a possible allusion to Zora Neale
Huston's Their Eyes Were Watching God]
