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, can make you sick, children... oh Jesus
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 lof of things, oh darlin`
Wish we`d never said
Oh, reason is beyond control
And the things we do spite
Makes me ashamed
And I mean this, baby, makes me want to 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
>From things I do in rage
One more time-anger, more ager
When it`s flaming hot
Anger burns 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, oh Jesus
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, oh Jesus
Anger destroys your soul
Anger
Anger
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