| Song | I'm Not Angry Anymore |
| Artist | Timothy B. Schmit |
| Album | Feed the Fire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lynch, Schmit | |
| (Schmit/Lynch) | |
| You got your quota | |
| What did you buy? | |
| You always were a by the numbers guy | |
| They brought you power on a silver tray | |
| But, now you fade away | |
| Where's the weapon for your crime? | |
| Where you gonna run, where will the body hide? | |
| You know the secret but | |
| I know the score | |
| I'm not angry anymore | |
| Think I'm gonna wash these stains from my hand | |
| Leave all that rage for a younger man ' | |
| Cuz I'm through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here's your hat, there's the door | |
| I'm not angry anymore | |
| You get cranky when you're ignored | |
| I can't help it if you're feeling bored | |
| Don't take offense with my thought for the day | |
| Please just go away | |
| Now I know | |
| You're no friend | |
| I got this urge to feel clean again | |
| So I'm through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here's your hat, there's the door | |
| I'm not angry anymore | |
| Maybe you could try therapy | |
| Put some real in your reality | |
| Maybe with time you might find yourself | |
| But for now go bug someone else | |
| I'm through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here's your hat, there's the door | |
| I'm not angry anymore | |
| No--I'm not angry anymore | |
| No, no, no, no more no more no more | |
| Bye, bye |
| zuo ci : Lynch, Schmit | |
| Schmit Lynch | |
| You got your quota | |
| What did you buy? | |
| You always were a by the numbers guy | |
| They brought you power on a silver tray | |
| But, now you fade away | |
| Where' s the weapon for your crime? | |
| Where you gonna run, where will the body hide? | |
| You know the secret but | |
| I know the score | |
| I' m not angry anymore | |
| Think I' m gonna wash these stains from my hand | |
| Leave all that rage for a younger man ' | |
| Cuz I' m through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here' s your hat, there' s the door | |
| I' m not angry anymore | |
| You get cranky when you' re ignored | |
| I can' t help it if you' re feeling bored | |
| Don' t take offense with my thought for the day | |
| Please just go away | |
| Now I know | |
| You' re no friend | |
| I got this urge to feel clean again | |
| So I' m through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here' s your hat, there' s the door | |
| I' m not angry anymore | |
| Maybe you could try therapy | |
| Put some real in your reality | |
| Maybe with time you might find yourself | |
| But for now go bug someone else | |
| I' m through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here' s your hat, there' s the door | |
| I' m not angry anymore | |
| NoI' m not angry anymore | |
| No, no, no, no more no more no more | |
| Bye, bye |
| zuò cí : Lynch, Schmit | |
| Schmit Lynch | |
| You got your quota | |
| What did you buy? | |
| You always were a by the numbers guy | |
| They brought you power on a silver tray | |
| But, now you fade away | |
| Where' s the weapon for your crime? | |
| Where you gonna run, where will the body hide? | |
| You know the secret but | |
| I know the score | |
| I' m not angry anymore | |
| Think I' m gonna wash these stains from my hand | |
| Leave all that rage for a younger man ' | |
| Cuz I' m through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here' s your hat, there' s the door | |
| I' m not angry anymore | |
| You get cranky when you' re ignored | |
| I can' t help it if you' re feeling bored | |
| Don' t take offense with my thought for the day | |
| Please just go away | |
| Now I know | |
| You' re no friend | |
| I got this urge to feel clean again | |
| So I' m through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here' s your hat, there' s the door | |
| I' m not angry anymore | |
| Maybe you could try therapy | |
| Put some real in your reality | |
| Maybe with time you might find yourself | |
| But for now go bug someone else | |
| I' m through | |
| With the likes of you | |
| Here' s your hat, there' s the door | |
| I' m not angry anymore | |
| NoI' m not angry anymore | |
| No, no, no, no more no more no more | |
| Bye, bye |