Текст песни I'M AS MAD AS HELL AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE - Radio Edit - Akira the Don
I
don't
have
to
tell
you
Things
are
bad
Everybody
knows
things
are
bad
It's
a
depression
Everybody's
out
of
work
Or
scared
of
losing
their
job
The
dollar
buys
a
nickel's
worth
Banks
are
going
bust
Shopkeepers
keep
a
gun
Under
the
counter
Punks
are
running
wild
In
the
street
And
there's
nobody
anywhere
Who
seems
to
know
what
to
do
And
there's
no
end
to
it
We
know
The
air
is
unfit
to
breathe
And
our
food
unfit
to
eat
And
we
sit
watching
our
TVs
While
some
local
newscaster
Tells
us
that
today
We
had
15
homicides
And
63
violent
crimes
As
if
that's
the
way
It's
supposеd
to
be
We
know
things
are
bad
Worsе
than
bad
They're
crazy
It's
like
everything
Everywhere
is
going
crazy
So
we
don't
go
out
anymore
We
sit
in
the
house
And
slowly
The
world
we're
living
in
Is
getting
smaller
And
all
we
say
is
"Please,
at
least
Leave
us
alone
In
our
living
rooms
Let
me
have
my
toaster
and
my
TV
And
my
steel-belted
radials
And
I
won't
say
anything
Just
leave
us
alone."
Well,
I'm
not
going
To
leave
you
alone
I
want
you
to
get
mad
I
don't
want
you
to
protest
I
don't
want
you
to
riot
I
don't
want
you
To
write
your
Congressman
Because
I
wouldn't
know
What
to
tell
you
to
write
I
don't
know
what
to
do
About
the
depression
And
the
inflation
And
the
Russians
And
that
crime
in
the
street
All
I
know
is
that
first
You've
got
to
get
mad
You've
got
to
say
"I'm
a
human
being
Goddammit
My
life
has
value"
So
I
want
you
To
get
up
now
I
want
all
of
you
To
get
up
out
of
your
chairs
I
want
you
to
get
up
right
now
And
go
to
the
window
Open
it
And
stick
your
head
out
And
yell
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
I
want
you
to
get
up
right
now
Get
up
Go
to
your
windows
Open
them
And
stick
your
head
out
And
yell
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
Then
we'll
figure
out
What
to
do
about
the
Depression
and
the
inflation
And
the
oil
crisis
But
first
Get
up
out
of
your
chairs
Open
the
window
Stick
your
head
out
And
yell
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
But
first
you've
got
to
get
mad
You've
gotta
say
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
They're
yelling
in
Baton
Rouge
Get
up,
get
up,
get
up
Out
of
your
chairs
Son
of
a
bitch
We
struck
the
mother
lode
Stick
your
head
Out
of
the
window
Open
it
And
stick
your
head
out
And
keep
yelling
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
Just
get
up
from
your
chairs
Right
now
Go
to
the
window
Everybody
Just
go
to
the
window
Open
it
And
stick
your
head
out
And
yell
And
keep
yelling
I'm
mad
as
hell
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
I'm
mad
as
hell
I'm
not
gonna
take
it
anymore
I'm
mad
as
hell
I'm
not
gonna
take
it
anymore
I'm
mad
as
hell
I'm
not
gonna
take
it
anymore
I'm
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
it
anymore
I'm
mad
as
hell
I'm
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
it
anymore
I'm
mad
as
hell
I'm
not
gonna
take
it
anymore
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
I
want
you
to
get
up
right
now
Get
up
Go
to
your
windows
Open
them
And
stick
your
head
out
And
yell
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
I
want
you
to
get
up
right
now
Get
up
Go
to
your
windows
Open
them
And
stick
your
head
out
And
yell
I'm
as
mad
as
hell
And
I'm
not
gonna
take
this
anymore
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