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