Lemon Tree

I stole the lemon tree 'cause you were too sour

Charge me officer but I charge by the hour

Your land was barren so I sent you a flour

And sang of my vengeance in the shower

I'd like to return the knife in my back

My sight is red but my heart is black

Behold she who shall return to power

Your trip there was short and now it's zero hour

I have icing on my cake but yours had no flour

So I throw salt on you now because it's you I'll devour