I've been inside this fruit when juices flow   But the taste is just a memory you hold   There is no real decay   No feeling of the skin   No juice      Strange fruit, strange fruit, strange fruit   It never lets that sun out   Strange fruit      This is sweet the soul the flesh I wish   It's the liquid that I miss   There is no real decay   The flesh is barely bruised   It's no use      Strange fruit, strange fruit   Sonic juice inside my head   This fever is so concentrated   Oh no what a shame...      Climb the tree and shake this passion down   But this fruit won't even kiss the ground   There is no real decay   The flesh is barely grazed   There's no way      Strange fruit, strange fruit, strange fruit