Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Poison in a Pretty Pill , by - Crass. Release date: 31.12.1980
Song language: English
Poison in a Pretty Pill |
| Your tactile eyes running over glossy paper |
| Printed on with tactile lies of glaze and gauze |
| They say forget yourself, adorn with this disguise |
| This womanhood of smooth and tampered whores |
| Let me warn you of their cold sensitivity |
| They’ll have you gathered in a trap of glass |
| Is your reflection all the you will recognise? |
| That cruel lie will stare you in the face |
| Wrapped up in a haze and flow of bridal gown |
| They tell your lover he must hold a gun |
| You’re the pornographic reassurance he’s a man |
| They deal with flesh, incarcerate with rags |
| Red lips, shimmer-silk and body-bags |
| Hairless legs against the blistered napalm burn |
| I want to rape the substance of your downy hair |
| In that mist a gutted child fights for air |
| Against the fragile, mashed and sweaty wound |
| Your facile beauty has an outrageous sound |
| Like a glamour billboard on a battlefield |
| At least the blood red poppy was of natures will |
| That flower perfecting by the barbed wire fence |
| Must be insulted by your scented poor pretence |
| Just as I, who finds it hard to touch you now |
| You traumatise my love with needle doubts |
| I want so gently to remove your mask |
| It’s hard enough to find water here |
| In this barrenness of dishonesty and fear |
| Without you accepting poison in a pretty pill |
| Your bondages of silk robes and lace |
| Are the bandages on a bullet punctured corpse |
| The layers of precious imitation worn |
| Are the layers of history that suffocates the unborn |