Standing underneath the rainbow
Looking at the sun, I don't need a gun
Armed with my remote control
Watching all the fun,
They might kill someone
Heard about the curfew
But I'm leaving town tonight,
In my own jet-plane
Major's gonna make a speech
Says everything's alright, it's soon over now
Waiting for the avalanche
And churning out the lies
Telling all the people
That this is a big surprise
There's a rage
Rising in my neighborhood
There's a rage
Going on and on and on
You and my are sitting by the pool
So you think I'm ruthless
Obnoxious kind of guy, I do charity
Gonna throw a barbecue
For paupers in Bel Air, they adore me
Adrian Smith - Rage Lyrics
Adrian Smith - Rage Lyrics
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Standing underneath the rainbow
Looking at the sun, I don't need a gun
Armed with my remote control
Watching all the fun,
They might kill someone
Heard about the curfew
But I'm leaving town tonight,
In my own jet-plane
Major's gonna make a speech
Says everything's alright, it's soon over now
Waiting for the avalanche
And churning out the lies
Telling all the people
That this is a big surprise
There's a rage
Rising in my neighborhood
There's a rage
Going on and on and on
You and my are sitting by the pool
So you think I'm ruthless
Obnoxious kind of guy, I do charity
Gonna throw a barbecue
For paupers in Bel Air, they adore me
Looking at the sun, I don't need a gun
Armed with my remote control
Watching all the fun,
They might kill someone
Heard about the curfew
But I'm leaving town tonight,
In my own jet-plane
Major's gonna make a speech
Says everything's alright, it's soon over now
Waiting for the avalanche
And churning out the lies
Telling all the people
That this is a big surprise
There's a rage
Rising in my neighborhood
There's a rage
Going on and on and on
You and my are sitting by the pool
So you think I'm ruthless
Obnoxious kind of guy, I do charity
Gonna throw a barbecue
For paupers in Bel Air, they adore me