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I don't have to tell you things are badEverybody knows things are badIt's a depressionEverybody's out of workOr scared of losing their jobThe dollar buys a nickel's worth,Banks are going bust,Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counterPunks are running wild in the streetAnd there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to doAnd there's no end to itWe know the air is unfit to breatheAnd our food is unfit to eatAnd we sit watching our TVsWhile some local newscaster tells usThat today we had fifteen homicidesAnd sixty three violent crimes,As if that's the way it's supposed to beWe all know things are bad, Worse than badThey're crazyIt's like everything everywhere is going crazyLetras de cancionesSo we don't go out any moreWe sit in the houseAnd slowly the world we're living in is getting smallerAnd all we say is, "Please,At least leave us alone in our living rooms.Let me have my toaster and my TVAnd my steel-belted radials,And I won't say anything.Just leave us alone."Well, I'm not going to leave you aloneI want you to get madI don't want you to protestI don't want you to riotI don't want you to write to your CongressmanBecause I wouldn't know what to tell you to writeI don't know what to do about the depressionAnd the inflationAnd the RussiansAnd the crime in the streetAll I know is that first,You've got to get madYou've gotta say,"I'm a human being, god damn it.My life has value!" I want you to get up nowI want all of you to get up out of your chairsI want you to get up right nowAnd go to the window,Open it, and stick your head out and yell,"I'm as mad as hell,And I'm not going to take this anymore!" (x2)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 TVAnd my steel-belted radials,And I won't say anything.Just leave us alone."Well, I'm not going to leave you aloneI want you to get madI don't want you to protestI don't want you to riotI don't want you to write to your CongressmanBecause I wouldn't know what to tell you to writeI don't know what to do about the depressionAnd the inflationAnd the RussiansAnd the crime in the streetAll I know is that first,You've got to get madYou've gotta say,"I'm a human being, god damn it.My life has value!"I want you to get up nowI want all of you to get up out of your chairsI want you to get up right nowAnd go to the window,Open it and stick your head out and yell"I'm as mad as hell,And I'm not going to take this anymore!" From Letras Mania