I don’t really wanna scream or shout butnIt’s got me riled and I wanna tell you all about this,nAnd how it seems to me.nIf I was yellow, well I’m turning myself red.nIf you place it safe then the only thing you change is your head,nAnd that’s not enough.nnWe have been raising hell and God knows we’ve all seen it.nGrass turns to sand but you don’t care.nnIt’s just been turning all round in my belly,nThere’s something turning your guts to jelly.nYou’ve got the whole damned world in your mitts but younJust shrug your shoulders and say ‘gimme the hits’nI don’t care if there’s 6 people listeningnI’m not gonna stand here saying nothing,nYou’ve got the wrong man.nnI’ve seen your eyes and they’re open,nObserved your brain and it’s on,nAnd I’ve heard what you saynAnd it doesn’t follow on.nnWe have been raising hell and God knows we’ve all seen it.nGrass turns to sand but you don’t care.nWe have been raising hell and God knows we’ve all seen it,nAnd I don’t understand how you don’t care.