Poison

The partisans, not the artisans Are doing their dirty show But I ripped my pants Doing some dance And I learned in the plants And they think there ain't nothing to know And it's a shame Used, abused, locked up, beaten and fined But I got free, I popped a plea And I can see that there ain't no freedom bell Going to chime this time Truth and love are my law and worship Form and conscience are my manifestation and guide Nature and peace are my shelter and companions Order is my attitude Beauty and perfection are my attack False faces, that's company A lot of thrills and no jealousy No poison, who's nobody's fool Could be a public fool To manipulate the masses With loyalty and heathen deeds They think it's sweet While the rest all clean their glasses It's satisfying It doesn't do, it doesn't do No, no, no