tried to ignore your love knocking today rock

You freak me out when you're this nasty
I don't recognize the one who loves me
Where does it come from? You cannot say
In these moments, I feel so ugly.

Show me where your anger comes from
I'll cure this all
You cannot pretend that there is none
You're not so dumb

I cannot predict what your next move will be
The maelstrom in you is always raging
You say bad words then you feel sorry
The pain in me will long keep lasting

Show me where your anger comes from
I'll cure this all
You cannot pretend that there is none
You're not so dumb


Show Me Where Your Anger Comes From

Any Day Might be the Day
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

In the den of his small house
Alfredo watched the news
He could hear the kids upstairs
His wife was cooking stew

He had been spending too much time
Doing nothing every day
He no longer worked the line
He no longer got the pay

He was no longer needed
His whole life gone to hell
The whole world was getting poorer
Just a few were doing well

[1][instrumental]

He'd been born here in LA
But his mother further South
He been told back at the plant
To eat beans and shut his mouth

It was clearer day by day
Things were not going to get better
Pretty soon it would be colder
And the maga's getting bolder

[2][bridge]

He had been an elec-trician
He knew how to make a spark
He was troubled by ideas
But his anger drowned his fears

It was time to do his part
It was time to make them pay
He could still get in the plant
Any day might be the day

[3][instrumental]

He'd been born here in LA
But his mother further South
He been told back at the plant
To eat beans and shut his mouth

It was clearer day by day
Things were not going to get better
Pretty soon it would be colder
And the maga's getting bolder

[bridge]

He'd been an elec-trician
He knew how to make a spark
He was troubled by ideas
But his anger drowned his fears

It was time to do his part
It was time to make them pay
He could still get in the plant
Any day might be the day

[4][instrumental]

He'd been an elec-trician
He knew how to make a spark
He was troubled by ideas
But his anger drowned his fears

It was time to do his part
It was time to make them pay
He could still get in the plant
Any day might be the day

[5][instrumental]

He'd been born here in LA
But his mother further South
He been told back at the plant
To eat beans and shut his mouth

It was clearer day by day
Things were not going to get better
Pretty soon it would be colder
And the maga's getting bolder

[bridge]

He'd been an elec-trician
He knew how to make a spark
He was troubled by ideas
But his anger drowned his fears

It was time to do his part
It was time to make them pay
He could still get in the plant
Any day might be the day

[6][instrumental]

It was time to make them pay
Any day might be the day

It was time to make them pay
Any day might be the day

Any day might be the day



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