ANGER ANONYMOUS
Hi my name is ___________ .
I was just going to listen tonight--
I thought hearing about yours,
would make mine seem alright.
But I found the opposite to be true--
What y'all said sounds to me, like level two.
Please send all the little ones out to play.
Wait 'till y'all hear what I have to say.
My anger can burn a hot cobalt-blue--
Nearly invisible, until it burns you.
My tongue must borrow from the Devil himself,
or conjure up a cuss that has never been spelt.
My anger can change the weather--
Hot lava may 'blurp' whenever--
My anger is righteous indignation at you--
My brain wraps its' black cables around you.
If you try to make small talk with me,
I might play along and hide my teeth.
But don't you dare believe this face,
my anger awaits the right time and place.
My anger compounds daily,
at twice the prime rate.
When you attempt your first payment,
You're already a month late!
My anger hates my rage a lot!
(so it just seethes ever-more)
There are not enough plutonium rods
to cool my unstable core.
I'm quaking like "Three Mile"
when it reaches critical mass--
But my face shows a smile
while you show... you're crass.
Continue to taunt me-
like I'm nothing at all...
and my words will haunt thee
down thy dark castle halls.
My words will crawl back
in your ears while you sleep--
The orange clods of wax
are for you to keep.
My love is just as fierce as my anger,
but it just seems like they are perfect-strangers.
When love turns you over to my collection agency
that's because you've run away with my heart, don't you see?
I don't mince words--I get right to the point.
I grind them instead--to gristle and joints.
Sorry if my abscess hit your face...
Please don't lance my boil in the first place!
I let my anger soak in acid,
even when I'm happy.
This way, once it's needed,
It's pre-charged and "zappy".
It's always bubbling just beneath the surface;
One misstep puts you in La-Brea tar pits.
You believed my smile, so you thought you had escaped...
My tractor-beam pulls you back from deep-space.
Reconciliation or humiliation?
I'll leave it up to you.
Two-way communication or a one-time demonstration?
Which appeals to you?
My "best friend" is a 300lb punk
Mainly cool with me - until he gets drunk.
Then I can't even tell him what to do--
liable to crush me just to get to you.
It's both good and bad, having a friend this big.
I wonder sometimes if he would gut me like a pig.
My love takes off whenever he comes around.
They'll exchange pleasantries, but they don't really 'get down'.
I watch my friend feign weakness--
he does it all the time...
lures them in with meekness,
then pummels their helpless minds.
My anger takes your mistakes--you bet!
He bats them like a cat.
But he will not bite you just yet,
where's the fun in that?
Winning the point is not good enough,
I must desecrate you now.
I'll pull up all you past sins
and work them in somehow.
If my anger grabs your head,
I'll tell you exactly what to do--
Either play like you are dead,
or always tell the truth.
Don't defend yourself, man!
That'll get you killed--
If he let's you go--then,
apologize still!
To get to my heart--roll under my fence.
If you get zapped--I guess you don't fit.
You can't just march in with boots like that.
Here's a good start: Crawl on your back.
I'll blame 9-11 for the heightened security.
But we both know it's because of what you did to me.
My anger team must now pat you down.
Wanna miss your flight? Keep acting like a clown.
I caught my anger being utterly stupid one time--
Denzel with bolt-cutters screaming "Vengeance is mine!"
If I let him wander off too far,
he wakes up with a black-eye behind bars.
Sometimes my love can put anger in check.
Sometimes anger tells love to go to heck.
I've got 10 pounds of anger in a 5 pound sack.
Hotter than a pistol in the street--a gorilla's on my back.
I guess he just needs someone to protect.
I'm just glad he likes me--he could wring my neck.
Don't walk on egg-shells, just be straight-up.
Please don't talk funny to me or else he stands up.
Sometimes I swear, he eavesdrops on us--
You think he's not there--then he shows up.
If you bust him and say "How'd you know that?"
He won't be phased--he doesn't give a crap!
One time I tried to lose him
by moving out of town--
But it's best not to do this--
he somehow tracked me down.
I've learned to live with ol' boy
and not ignore him either.
Sometimes he makes valid points--
Other times, he's just a seether.
Is anger sometimes love undercover?
Will anger drop the 'charges' if love is discovered?
Don't you also have a weird friend like mine?
But let's let our hearts play nice this time.
Let's give our angers the rest of the week off--
Don't worry, they'll find us in case we get lost.
To tell the truth, I'm kinda sick of his face,
he scares off my friends and takes over the place.
Check the eyes in the conspicuous art.
Come take the 'White House' tour of my heart.
Please keep your hands where I can see them at all times.
Let me say again: The walls have eyes.
Lose the crowd and dip under the stairs--
My Security Team never checks there.
Wait half-an-hour, then come up quickly...
Hide in the flowers--speak to me gently.
Hi my name is ___________ .
I was just going to listen tonight--
I thought hearing about yours,
would make mine seem alright.
But I found the opposite to be true--
What y'all said sounds to me, like level two.
Please send all the little ones out to play.
Wait 'till y'all hear what I have to say.
My anger can burn a hot cobalt-blue--
Nearly invisible, until it burns you.
My tongue must borrow from the Devil himself,
or conjure up a cuss that has never been spelt.
My anger can change the weather--
Hot lava may 'blurp' whenever--
My anger is righteous indignation at you--
My brain wraps its' black cables around you.
If you try to make small talk with me,
I might play along and hide my teeth.
But don't you dare believe this face,
my anger awaits the right time and place.
My anger compounds daily,
at twice the prime rate.
When you attempt your first payment,
You're already a month late!
My anger hates my rage a lot!
(so it just seethes ever-more)
There are not enough plutonium rods
to cool my unstable core.
I'm quaking like "Three Mile"
when it reaches critical mass--
But my face shows a smile
while you show... you're crass.
Continue to taunt me-
like I'm nothing at all...
and my words will haunt thee
down thy dark castle halls.
My words will crawl back
in your ears while you sleep--
The orange clods of wax
are for you to keep.
My love is just as fierce as my anger,
but it just seems like they are perfect-strangers.
When love turns you over to my collection agency
that's because you've run away with my heart, don't you see?
I don't mince words--I get right to the point.
I grind them instead--to gristle and joints.
Sorry if my abscess hit your face...
Please don't lance my boil in the first place!
I let my anger soak in acid,
even when I'm happy.
This way, once it's needed,
It's pre-charged and "zappy".
It's always bubbling just beneath the surface;
One misstep puts you in La-Brea tar pits.
You believed my smile, so you thought you had escaped...
My tractor-beam pulls you back from deep-space.
Reconciliation or humiliation?
I'll leave it up to you.
Two-way communication or a one-time demonstration?
Which appeals to you?
My "best friend" is a 300lb punk
Mainly cool with me - until he gets drunk.
Then I can't even tell him what to do--
liable to crush me just to get to you.
It's both good and bad, having a friend this big.
I wonder sometimes if he would gut me like a pig.
My love takes off whenever he comes around.
They'll exchange pleasantries, but they don't really 'get down'.
I watch my friend feign weakness--
he does it all the time...
lures them in with meekness,
then pummels their helpless minds.
My anger takes your mistakes--you bet!
He bats them like a cat.
But he will not bite you just yet,
where's the fun in that?
Winning the point is not good enough,
I must desecrate you now.
I'll pull up all you past sins
and work them in somehow.
If my anger grabs your head,
I'll tell you exactly what to do--
Either play like you are dead,
or always tell the truth.
Don't defend yourself, man!
That'll get you killed--
If he let's you go--then,
apologize still!
To get to my heart--roll under my fence.
If you get zapped--I guess you don't fit.
You can't just march in with boots like that.
Here's a good start: Crawl on your back.
I'll blame 9-11 for the heightened security.
But we both know it's because of what you did to me.
My anger team must now pat you down.
Wanna miss your flight? Keep acting like a clown.
I caught my anger being utterly stupid one time--
Denzel with bolt-cutters screaming "Vengeance is mine!"
If I let him wander off too far,
he wakes up with a black-eye behind bars.
Sometimes my love can put anger in check.
Sometimes anger tells love to go to heck.
I've got 10 pounds of anger in a 5 pound sack.
Hotter than a pistol in the street--a gorilla's on my back.
I guess he just needs someone to protect.
I'm just glad he likes me--he could wring my neck.
Don't walk on egg-shells, just be straight-up.
Please don't talk funny to me or else he stands up.
Sometimes I swear, he eavesdrops on us--
You think he's not there--then he shows up.
If you bust him and say "How'd you know that?"
He won't be phased--he doesn't give a crap!
One time I tried to lose him
by moving out of town--
But it's best not to do this--
he somehow tracked me down.
I've learned to live with ol' boy
and not ignore him either.
Sometimes he makes valid points--
Other times, he's just a seether.
Is anger sometimes love undercover?
Will anger drop the 'charges' if love is discovered?
Don't you also have a weird friend like mine?
But let's let our hearts play nice this time.
Let's give our angers the rest of the week off--
Don't worry, they'll find us in case we get lost.
To tell the truth, I'm kinda sick of his face,
he scares off my friends and takes over the place.
Check the eyes in the conspicuous art.
Come take the 'White House' tour of my heart.
Please keep your hands where I can see them at all times.
Let me say again: The walls have eyes.
Lose the crowd and dip under the stairs--
My Security Team never checks there.
Wait half-an-hour, then come up quickly...
Hide in the flowers--speak to me gently.
