Poison Lyrics - Mc5

The partisans not the artisans 

Are doing their dirty show 

But I ripped my pants 

Doing some dance 

That I learned in France 

And they think there ain't 

Nothin' to know 

Used, abused 

Locked up, beaten and fined 

But I got free 

Copped a plea 

And I can see 

That 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 

Fast company 

A night of thrills 

With no jealousy, no poison 

Nobody's tool 

Will 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