Text: Frank Black And The Catholics. Fields of Marigold.

Not for sugar not spice, not for fool?s paradise
Not for giving advice, not for saving a soul
There?s no reason for some
Now I?m getting numb, now that moment has come
Hey, how about a drum roll for the fields of marigold?

Goodbye, I?m blowing a kiss to you
So long, wonderful being you
Goodnight we?ll soon be sleeping
On the fields of marigold

Is it time to get up? Now you?re breaking up
Though I know we are tough
I thought we?d lose control
And end up in the freezing cold

Goodbye, I?m blowing a kiss to you
So long, wonderful being you
Goodnight we?ll soon be sleeping
On the fields of marigold

Goodbye, I?m blowing a kiss to you
So long, wonderful being you
Goodnight we?ll soon be sleeping
On the fields of marigold