Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poison in a Pretty Pill, artist - Crass.
Date of issue: 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 |