Angry Boy - Cree Summer

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