Crass - Poison In A Pretty Pill Lyrics
Your tactile eyes running over glossy paperPrinted on with tactile lies of glaze and gauzeThey say "forget yourself, adorn with this disguise"This womanhood of smooth and tampered whoresLet me warn you of their cold sensitivityThey'll have you gathered in a trap of glassIs your reflection all the you will recognise?That cruel lie will stare you in the faceWrapped up in a haze and flow of bridal gownThey tell your lover he must hold a gunYou're the pornographic reassurance he's a manThey deal with flesh, incarcerate with ragsRed lips, shimmer-silk and body-bagsHairless legs against the blistered napalm burnI want to rape the substance of your downy hairIn that mist a gutted child fights for airAgainst the fragile, mashed and sweaty woundYour facile beauty has an outrageous soundLike a glamour billboard on a battlefieldAt least the blood red poppy was of natures willThat flower perfecting by the barbed wire fenceMust be insulted by your scented poor pretenceJust as I, who finds it hard to touch you nowYou traumatise my love with needle doubtsI want so gently to remove your maskIt's hard enough to find water hereIn this barrenness of dishonesty and fearWithout you accepting poison in a pretty pillYour bondages of silk robes and laceAre the bandages on a bullet punctured corpseThe layers of precious imitation wornAre the layers of history that suffocates the unborn
