Rage

Blues Traveler

When the fire 
In your belly ain't been shrinking 
And there's nothing 
Laying around that you could be drinking 
Take no mind 
As that stranger tries to pass you 
Is he blind? 
Or couldn't he clearly see the train? 
Couldn't he feel the bloody stain? 
Not that I'm one to complain 
Why do we chaw upon the pain? 

It's just the rage 
Just the rage 
Just rage 
Rage 

Close my eyes 
Pull me in and take my tongue 
Taste the lies 
That dance around us and we're among 
Break your heart 
Run out now and tear it up 
Then you can start 
To give that inner brat a hug 
Till the dickhead pulls the rug 
Take the fall from high above 
No details to what you love 

It's just the rage 
Just the rage 
Just rage 
Rage 

Calls a masterpiece 
"Come and paint me, here I am" 
And it's my disease 
That I am raging all the time 
Fought for reason, fought for rhyme 
Then I'm walking up the line 
The voice it calls 
I must abide 
Bound for glory on the other side 

It's just the rage 
Just rage 
Just rage 
Rage 

Just rage 
Just rage 
Just rage 
Just rage 
Just rage 
Rage 
Rage 
Rage