Woorden:
Rage On Rage

bulls on parade Come with it now Come with it now Bulls on parade The bulls on parade The bulls on parade The bulls on parade The bulls on parade

point Shot far over the line when its fun We dropped out on the edge Stumbling on the edge Stumbling on the edge Stumbling on the edge On the edge On the edge On

's painted on the wall, yea We're riders, riders on a moonlight We're riders, riders on a moonlight Riders, riders on a moonlight We're lunatics, ridin' on

on you, shame on you Slink away and set us free We live our lives as it's meant to be You know inside that it's true So shame on you Slink away and

there to save them They rage on, rage on And somewhere between right and wrong In the gray between dusk and dawn They tell themselves they're not alone 'Cause they rage on And they rage on

on the ship of hate will stay in their course Thunderstorm will not stop the rage or the cry for blood Pre Chorus: On and on, in the storm Through the

ginsberg, performed by rage against the machine It had to be flashin' like the daily double It had to be playin' on tv It had to be loud mouthed on

I'm so far away From everything you know Your name is carried, is carried on the wind Your ice blue waters Anya Where do they flow Where have they been

My shoes are getting heavy My feet are winding down I look for her in comers But she's not around What I eat is eating me It hits me hard I'm one Jack