Album: Rancid (2000)
Like Chaucer´s
Canterbury Tales
When three men find a pot of gold
And end up killing one another in the name of greed
Some people are poison
Under my skin like opium
I will stare in their eye to annoy DEMM (them but he says it in a black way)
Well, they are poison
Yea, they are poison
Admissions of liabilities
I am livin´ in my own private cold war
In a room full of spies
And I cannot find the door
Some people are poison
Under my skin like opium
I will stare in their eye to annoy DEM
Well, they are poison
Yea, they are poison
The violent aspects of the tattered man
Let me respond to that if I can
Illuminated manuscripts written by hand
Accusations have been made from the very beginning
Some people are poison
Under my skin like opium
I will stare in their eye to annoy DEM
Well, they are poison
Yea, they are poison
Yea, their f*ckin´... POISON
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