Don't try to keep me down Cos I've got something to say We might not live tomorrow So we got to live today You talk about the reasons Why you think that I'm insane You think that I'm a fool But I'm too smart for your game
Cos I'm mad, I'm mad Yeah, I'm mad, fighting mad, mad at the world
Don't tell me to be satisfied When nothing's going right There's children out there dyin' 'Cos no one gives a damn The city is on fire And it's not a pretty sight I'm sick and tired of living In this dirty no man's land
Cos I'm mad, I'm mad Yeah, I'm mad, fighting mad, mad at the world
I'm mad at the pushers Mad at the pimps Mad at the yuppies Mad at the wimps Mad at the businessmen on the make Man at the judges on the take Mad at the leaders who build more bombs Mad at the DJs who don't play our songs Mad at myself for going along!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
