Angry Young Man

Sing of the wrath

That once aroused

Will cause unutterable pain.

Because when you tossed and turned

Your heart got numb.

I hope you run away too soon.

And when in flight

Terror behind

Sing of your strange and curing tour

You will know you tried too hard, my friend

When the curbstone broke your jaw again.

Hope you run away.

Hope you run away too soon.

All there is is made of iron and tin

And will all just turn to dust again.

Run away too soon!