Lyrics:
Lola's all the rage
She's crying
Lola's all the rage
She's crying
Lola's all the rage
She's crying
Lola's all the rage
She's crying
Rage
Rage
Rage
Rage
Rage
Rage
Rage
Rage
Rage
Rage
door
Sneaking up and down the hall
I can't stand it anymore
I can't stand it anymore
Blind rage, I'm in a blind rage
Blind rage
Blind rage
Blind
Do not go gentle into that good night
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Though wise men at their end know dark is right
Because their
Rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Here comes the rage
Here comes the rage
Here comes the rage
Here comes the rage
Here comes the rage
Here comes the rage
Here comes the rage
Here
drugs
I don't want your bad cocaine
All I need is the latest duds
To make me look thin and vain
Well, it's all the rage let me out this cage
Well, I'm
upon the pain?
It's just the rage
Just the rage
Just rage
Rage
Close my eyes
Pull me in and take my tongue
Taste the lies
That dance around
to rise above the others.
Is it the rage?
Where is rage oooOoo?
Is it the same?
Where is the rage?
Is it the same?
Where is the rage?
One voice united for
of the game
Even though I know, I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold, like ol' Job
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all
Rage Indian, ha
Rage Indian, ha
seen it
It's a true work of art
Oh, the red strokes
Passions uncaged
Thundering moments of tenderness rage
Oh, the red strokes
Tempered and strong
You can feel my rage, rage, rage, rage, rage
You can feel my rage, rage, rage, rage, rage
You can feel my rage, rage, rage, rage, rage
You can feel
Rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
Born to rage
I will be all the rage
Shotgun, replay
No remorse, no pain
Now watch me rave
I will be all the rage
Shotgun, replay
No remorse, no pain
Watch me rave
of the game
Even though I know, I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold, like ol' Job
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad self
I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!)
Rock on witcha bad
mother fucker rage out
mother fucker rage out
mother fucker rage out
mother fucker rage out
On the side of a hill in a land called 'Somewhere'
A little boy lies asleep in the earth
While down in the valley a cruel war rages
And people
We are born in the dark, born into pain
Return of the rage, return of the rage
Born in the dark, born into pain
Return of the rage, return
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