The New Rage

Run from the cops
Flinching at the shots
Ringing out across the city streets

People see what that want to see
Nothing more convincing
than the trash that you bought
Or the loose lipped thoughts

Went to visit my dad
He shouting at the TV
Something about the commies
Fleecing their flock
Said he wants to move south
Hasn't left his own house
And over a week
While I quietly seethe

so surprised
They found a way to sell the new rage
To all the bastards on a rampage

I tried talking to God
Sharing some of my thoughts
I Used to think that he was listening
I'm pretty sure he's not
The radio’s gone silent
Followers get violent
When the glory is gone
Was it there all along

so surprised
They found a way to sell the new rage
To all the bastards on a rampage

When It adds up to nothing
adds up to nothing
Add it to nothing
Add it to nothing

I'm not surprised
You found a way to take advantage
Of the bastards on a rampage

When It adds up to nothing
adds up to nothing
Add it to nothing
Add it to nothing