Angry Boy

Blending his grin into a sneer Up to his neck in ancient shit He'd make a real good military beast But I'm afraid that's about it Talking off the wall in a voice to shut you out Angry boy (Angry boy) He would rather kill than find a cure for it Poor boy But she'll lay you down, hold you close 'Neath her wings it's alright, she'll take care of you He stopped looking up at what might have been He left no room to turn around and change He's waiting for the panic to set in He's hunting around for pain Talking off the wall in a voice to shut you out Angry boy (Angry boy) He would rather kill than find a cure for it Poor boy But she'll lay you down, hold you close 'Neath her wings it's alright, she'll take care of you He's got soft words, well, he will slug you with But she'll lay you down, hold you close 'Neath her wings it's alright (It's alright, it's alright) But she'll lay you down, hold you close 'Neath her wings it's alright (It's alright, it's alright) But she'll lay you down, hold you close Beneath her wings it's alright (It's alright, it's alright) But she'll lay you down, hold you close 'Neath her wings it's alright, she'll take care of you