Lyrics Angry - Paul McCartney
What
the
hell
gives
you
the
right
To
tell
me
what
to
do
with
my
life?
Especially
when
you
made
a
mess
Of
every
chance
you
had
to
success
Look
at
you,
just
look
at
you
I
said,
"I'm
angry
just
looking
at
you"
Oh,
come
on
Yeah,
I'm
sick
and
tired
of
sitting
back
And
listening
to
all
of
your
clap-trap
If
you
could
get
me
to
take
the
rap
I
guarantee,
you'd
leave
me
with
a
backslap
Push
me
to
the
left,
push
me
to
the
right
Try
to
take
me
out
of
the
way
Even
if
you
kick
me
off
the
edge
of
the
world
You're
still
gonna
hear
me
say
What
the
hell
gives
you
the
right
To
tell
me
what
to
do
with
my
life?
Especially
when
you
made
a
mess
Of
every
chance
you
had
to
success
Look
at
you,
oh,
look
at
you
I
said,
"I'm
angry
just
looking
at
you"
Shouting
down,
shouting
down
Shouting
down
again,
mama
Shouting
down
again
Shouting
down
again,
mama
Shouting
down
again
Shouting
down,
shouting
down
I
can't
begin
to
tell
you
All
the
reasons
why
you're
making
me
crazy
I've
got
so
many
answers
Like
you're
stupid,
like
you're
crooked,
like
you're
lazy
Hit
me
with
your
left,
hit
me
with
your
right
Hit
me
from
the
top
to
the
toe
Even
when
you
chew
me
up
and
spit
me
out
I'm
still
gonna
wanna
know
What
the
hell
gives
you
the
right
To
tell
me
what
to
do
with
my
life?
Especially
when
you
made
a
mess
Of
every
chance
you
had
to
success
Look
at
you,
look
at
you
I
said,
"I'm
angry
just
looking
at
you"
Lookin',
shoutin',
come
on
Shouting
down
again,
mama
Shouting
down
again
Shouting
down
again,
mama
Shouting
down
again
Let
me
tell
you
Come
on,
baby
Shouting
down,
shouting
down
Angry,
baby,
angry,
baby
What
the
hell
gives
you
the
right?
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