Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
So much sweeter than you

The cats and the dogs
They fall from above
Diamonds aren’t forever
And neither is love

Ask: you can’t have it
Seek: you won’t find
Knock: there’s no answer
Heaven’s a far cry

Don’t bother reaching
The sky’s too far away
Rain, rain, rain
Come again every day.

Welcome to America
Opportunity’s bounding
Poverty’s plentiful
Sorrow’s resounding

Roses are dead
Violets are dying
This sugar’s so sour
The children are crying

What goes around comes around
And an eye for an eye
Here it comes now
I’ll take yours, you take mine

Heart attack! heart attack!
I’m all falling numb
I’m falling behind
The blind, deaf, and dumb

Hair falling out
Lungs caving in
Leprosy! Leprosy!
Don’t you love green skin?

Love green eggs and ham?
The lepers all scrammed
But The cook in the kitchen
Has got plenty of “ham”

Dead roses are withered
And violets are too
This sugar is poisoned
So I’ll feed it to you

Deer in the headlights
And on the windshield too
Blood on the steering wheel
And blood on you

Tongue twisted, taciturn
But I know you’re a liar
It’s not hard to tell
Girl, your pants are on fire

Shadows consume me
Swallow my pain
This blood falls around me
Dye dark this rain

Mary’s little lamb
Is alone by the well
He follows her every where
So he’ll meet her in Hell

The well waters tainted
And Mary’s gone missing
I remember this taste
When me and Mary were kissing.

Little Bo Peep
Has lost her poor sheep
But the butcher down the street
Has got plenty of meat

There’s a monster in the closet
And under the bed
He’ll wait ‘til you’re sleeping
Then rip off your head

Suicide! Suicide!
If you must insist
I won’t hold you back
As you slit slit your wrists

Roses are red
And violets are too
Red from the blood
That’s pouring from you

My hearts just an organ
I don’t know about yours
It pumps blood through my body
Among other chores

No, it’s not broken
From all the things you have done
But I’ll bring the bullets
If you bring the gun

Decadence! Decadence!
Drink it all up
The invitation’s from Satan
At his table we’ll sup

I’m oh so full
Really I am
Ate too much sheep
And green eggs and ham

Red roses are faded
And violets too
As they grace a black coffin
That's burdened by you