Lyrics Poison (1970) - MC5

The partisans, not the artisans
Are doin' their dirty show

But I ripped my pants
Doin' some dance that I learned in France
And they think
There ain't nothin' to know

Hold it
Show 'em (alright)

Used, abused
Locked up, beaten and fined

But I got free
I 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
Are 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, yeah

Who lie and cheat
And eat their meat
And think it's sweet
While the rest all clean their glasses
In status classes

Is that the truth, servitude, oh-no-no