Days Of Rage
Lyrics and Music: Rod Stewart, Andy Taylor

Ha!

Born on these city streets.

How does she keep telling me "How come you dare to dare to be different".

You're in my head and I don't look back.

Read the words of Kerorac.

My brother said "Join the bloody army", yeah!

Going down the cemetery, here am I for the C.N.D.

My feet were frozen, my hands were bleeding.

Playing tough on the streets alone.

Police there wouldn't leave me alone.

Dad said "Give over being a vagrant", yeah!

Was this a rebel without a reason?

I'm not a tailor without clothes.

I was this youthful desolation.

So much to learn, nowhere to turn…

Days of rage, here's a promise…

Would it be like mine?

Would it be like yours?

Days of rage, here's a promise…

Don't let it slip by without wondering why…

Ha!

Short back and sides, came my Ma…

The old man said I was a lazy son.

Hung around with thieves and villains from the West End.

Take pills, stay up all night, talk about football, start to fight…

But the air was wrong, to women freezing.

It was a time of indecisions.

No point to ask, no mercy given.

I searches for truth the words in wisdom…

Turn back the clock, I'd rather not!

Days of rage, here's a promise…

Would it be line mine?

Let it be like yours!

Days Of rage, here's a promise…

They'll pass you by with a wink of an eye!

Racked in our brains, we live our nation.

We rode on every road and station.

No home, no job, no expectations.

Nothing's changed…

So who's to blame?

Days of rage, here's a promise…

Don't be like mine…

Let it be like yours!

Days of rage, here's a promise…

They'll pass you by with a wink of an eye!

Days of rage, here's a promise…

Don't be like mine…

Let it be like yours!

Days of rage, here's a promise…

Don't let it slip by without wondering why…

Days of rage, here's a promise…

Don't be like mine…

Let it be like yours!

Days of rage, here's a promise…

Don't let it slip by without wondering why…

Yeah, yeah!

Yeah!

Fucking!

Yeah!