Poison
BR5-49 Lyrics


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Disc go down late last night
Spinnin' room don't feel right
Spirits they all laugh at me
'Cause of my stupidity
Cold sweat on my brow
Feel it comin' up right now
Alaman-left to the powder room
Steppin' in time to a banjo tune

Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me

I can't focus, I can't see
TV don't make sense to me
Bubblin' crude comin' up fast
I swore that drink would be my last
Oh, my goodness, oh, my dear
Banjo pickin's all I hear
Spinnin' worlds gotta give
For tomorrow can't forgive

Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me

Disc go down late last night
Spinnin' room don't feel right
Spirits they all laugh at me
'Cause of my stupidity
Oh, my goodness, oh, my dear
Banjo pickin's all I hear
Cold sweat on my brow
Feel it comin' up right now

Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me




Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me

Overall Meaning

The BR5-49's song "Poison" is a lament about the experience of being poisoned by alcohol. The lyrics describe a late night out where the singer drinks too much and experiences the negative physical and mental effects of alcohol. The "spinnin' room" and "cold sweat" are typical symptoms of alcohol poisoning, and the singer is so disoriented that even the TV "don't make sense." The banjo tune is the only thing that the singer can focus on, and the lyrics convey a sense of desperation to rid oneself of the poison in their system. The repetition of "Poison, get thee out of me" is both a plea and a mantra, as the singer tries to shake off the effects of the alcohol.


The song can be read as a cautionary tale about the dangers of drinking to excess and the importance of moderation. The singer's experience is not portrayed in a celebratory way; instead, the focus is on the negative consequences of overindulgence. The use of a banjo in the song also adds to the theme of moderation, as the instrument is often associated with traditional and more restrained forms of music.


Line by Line Meaning

Disc go down late last night
I stayed up late listening to music last night


Spinnin' room don't feel right
I feel dizzy and disoriented


Spirits they all laugh at me
I feel like the ghosts are mocking me


'Cause of my stupidity
I regret making a bad decision


Cold sweat on my brow
I'm sweating and feeling anxious


Feel it comin' up right now
I'm about to vomit


Alaman-left to the powder room
I'm rushing to the bathroom


Steppin' in time to a banjo tune
I hear banjo music in my head and it's affecting my movements


Poison, get thee out of me
I want to get rid of the toxins in my body


I can't focus, I can't see
I can't concentrate or see clearly


TV don't make sense to me
Watching TV doesn't make sense or bring me pleasure


Bubblin' crude comin' up fast
I'm about to throw up oil-like substance


I swore that drink would be my last
I promised myself I wouldn't drink again


Oh, my goodness, oh, my dear
I am shocked and distressed


Banjo pickin's all I hear
I'm hallucinating the sound of banjos


Spinnin' worlds gotta give
My dizzy spell needs to stop


For tomorrow can't forgive
I don't want to regret my actions tomorrow




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: TONY ALLEN, MICHAEL BALZARY, DAMON ALBARN

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