Letra de Hate & Range

Here's my story I'm Friday - it's Saturday I'm in my local grocery store spying on two young ladies bending over to pick up a fresh loaf of french bread Now I'm not supposed to sing about beer or sex or fun anymore I'm supposed to be mad and full of hate & rage But that's not me I couldn't help myself, I grabbed their buns Anger, depression, inflation, frustration Creation, relation, aggression, recession Gang wars and coke whores These people with bed sores I'm so full of hate & rage Get outta my way I'm gonna turn the page I'm so full of hate & rage My sister just married Jimmy Page Fighting my conscience but still doing what's wrong First time I've left my feelings in a song Some people will take you and throw you away Finally my chance and I've nothing to say I'm so full of hate & rage My sister just married Jimmy Page