The news ain't new anymore
We've heard the slogans
And promises all before.
Big money points out the way
And opens the right doors.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.
We live our lives day to day
We never know if this one is the last so
Hard when one day slips away
'Cause there's no bringin' it back.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.
It started outside the door
It's in New York or Southern LA
Do what keeps to stay warm
Can't seem to find the right way.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.
Don deBrauwere - It Makes Me Mad Lyrics
Don deBrauwere - It Makes Me Mad Lyrics
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The news ain't new anymore
We've heard the slogans
And promises all before.
Big money points out the way
And opens the right doors.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.
We live our lives day to day
We never know if this one is the last so
Hard when one day slips away
'Cause there's no bringin' it back.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.
It started outside the door
It's in New York or Southern LA
Do what keeps to stay warm
Can't seem to find the right way.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.
We've heard the slogans
And promises all before.
Big money points out the way
And opens the right doors.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.
We live our lives day to day
We never know if this one is the last so
Hard when one day slips away
'Cause there's no bringin' it back.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.
It started outside the door
It's in New York or Southern LA
Do what keeps to stay warm
Can't seem to find the right way.
And it makes me mad.
It makes me cry.
It makes those clouds up above
Break apart in my eyes.