Poison Songtext
von Wayne Kramer

Yeah, partisans, not the artisans
Are doing their dirty show
And I′ll rip my pants doing some dance
That I learned in France
And I think there ain't nothing to know

Used, abused
Locked up, beaten and banged
But I got free, I copped a plea
And I can see if there ain′t
No freedom bell gonna chime this time


Truth and love are my law and worship
Form and conscience, my manifestation and guide
Nature and peace are my shelter and companion
Order is my attitude
Beauty and perfection are my attack

False faces and fast company
Are nice thrills with no jealousy
No poison, nobody's tool
Would be a public fool to manipulate the masses
Who lie and cheat and eat their meat
And think it's sweet
While the rest all clean their glasses in status classes

You know they do now
You know they do now
Now, now, now, now