|
[Inaudible] my spine, in my brain, it injures me, babe |
|
Anger can make you old, yes, it can |
|
I said, anger can make you sick, children |
|
Anger destroys your soul |
|
Rage, there's no room for rage in there, there's no room for rage in here |
|
Line up some place to go, to be mad, it's a sin to treat your body bad |
|
When anger really gets the best of us we've really lost our heads |
|
We often say a lot of things, oh darlin', wish we'd never said |
|
Oh, reason is beyond control and the things we do for spite |
|
Makes me ashamed and I mean this, baby |
|
Makes me want to do the things right |
|
Someday soon I hope and pray like Jesus I'll reach that wiser age |
|
Hope I will learn I really never never profit, things I do in rage |
|
One more time, anger, more anger when it's flamin' hot |
|
Anger burnt to the bitter end, know what I'm talkin' 'bout |
|
When it cools I find out too late I have lost at love, love, love, dear friend |
|
I said, anger will make you sick, children |
|
Anger destroys your soul |
|
I ain't gonna let you get the best of me, babe |
|
I'm gonna go somewhere and cool |
|
This is not the way my head's supposed to be, babe |
|
You've got me feelin' like some silly fool |
|
But I know a real nice place where I can go |
|
And feel the way I'm supposed to feel |
|
I don't want to be mad at nobody, I don't want to be feelin' bad |
|
Up and down my back, my spine, in my brain, it injures me, babe |
|
Anger can make you old, yes it can |
|
I said anger will make you sick, children |
|
Anger destroys your soul |
|
Anger, anger, anger, anger, anger |
