Holy Mother – The Rage

Say, hail the leader with the mask

Let’s say we put him to the test

Somehow he doesn’t like the sound

He’ll dig his heels into the ground

To think that he’s the seventh wonder

Moving mountains with the thunder

All the lies he tries to cover

Money talks, where is the love

And the land that falls beneath him

to apologize-beneath him

Watch a crowd of many tease him

Run in circles to appease him

It’s a rage of disorder, rage of disorder

Rage!…Rage!

Rage of disorder, rage of disorder

Rage!…Rage!

A little freedom for us all

Too many guns, too many tax

Too many mobs pursue the waks

Too many cops push you around

The lunatic has come unwound

I think his tie is a little too tight

We gotta teach the man his wrong from his right

Ya gotta, ya gotta, ya gotta

It’s a rage of disorder, rage of disorder

Rage!…Rage!

Rage of disorder, rage of disorder

Rage!…Rage!

And the lunatic has come unwound

A little freedom erases the hate of us all

It’s a rage of disorder, rage of disorder

Rage!…Rage!

Rage of disorder, rage of disorder

Rage!…Rage!

Guns, guns, guns are spreading disease

Sex is survival, survival to me

He’s lying to you, yea he’s lying, he’s lying