No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flow'rs, no leaves, no birds
No comfortable feel in any member
No travelling at all - no locomotion
No courtesies for showing 'em
No road - no street - no "t'other side the way"
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day
I don't know what's wrong with these cats
The more I make, the more they hate
Anything you gotta say to me
You can say to me
Anything y'all wanna know, come ask me
All Out, make it hot, don't stop, c'mon
All Out, we don't stop, we don't don't stop
My love will be your food