You´ve been watching over me
Saying you´re keeping me company
I should be grateful, I suppose
And compare you to a summer´s rose

You´ve been talking sweet to me
About peace and loving harmony
But I know what you say about me
So now I tell you cause I gotta break free

That I can´t give you no false affection
I can do without your phony charm
This train ain´t movin in your direction
This piece of poetry is meant to do harm

Please don´t give me no warm reception
What you call peace to me´s a call to arms
Some are singing to raise affection
But this piece of poetry is meant to do harm

So with what shall I compare thee?
Summer´s clay or winter´s sleet?
You made a non-believer out of me,
Now you ask for my sympathy?

No, take your words and take your vows
Take your flake-fuelled buddhist bows
Let the cool winds roughly shake
out all darling buds of fake

I can´t give you no false affection
I can do without your phony charm
This train ain´t movin in your direction
This piece of poetry is meant to do harm

And don´t you give me no warm reception
What you call peace to me´s a call to arms
I´m not singing to raise affection
This piece of poetry is meant to do harm