Cradle the Rage -

The enemies were gracing.

With their policies dictating.

But their self satisfaction,

Is provoking our reaction.

They reap the benefits we’re sowing.

Before they tell us what we’re owing.

Then make us buy back what they’ve stolen

And keep their blood supply still flowing.

And the ones that create the fall, sit in judgement of us all.

When this democratic constitution, hold back revolution.

Gotta cradle the rage.

Cradle the rage.

Only the brave will cradle the rage.

Keep on filling up their baskets.

Spin the world from off its axis.

Drain our energy with taxes.

While not preaching what they practice.

They got egg upon their faces.

When a gain they want erases.

Every rotten deal, no traces.

As they trip over their laces.

And they’ll sell to the highest clown.

And then laugh as they bring us down.

They may try and take our pride from us.

They’ll never take our souls.

You gotta cradle the rage.

Cradle the rage.

Controlling the fire with burning desire.

Rage.

Cradle the rage.

The ones that we save will cradle the rage.

Oh, you gotta cradle the rage.

Cradle the rage.

Controlling the fire with burning desire.

Rage.

Cradle the rage.

The ones that we save will cradle the rage.

Cradle the rage (repeat).