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Angry Young Men

In this world today,
there are many angry young men
who feel that
they are owed something
for doing nothing in return.
They feel everyone owes them,
but for what I ask?

Unlike when I was young,
we hard worked for
everything we wanted.
There were no handouts.
You worked or went without,
but these angry young men
think they deserve everything for free.

One day they might learn
you never get anything for nothing
and their tantrums will not change it.
They’ll just have to realize
no one is going to tolerate them
when they hold out a wanting hand.

12 April 2011

poem by David Harris
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The World Is Full Of Angry Young Men

Gone are the days,
When hate filled my heart,
I feel now I am a happy man,
I laugh now at values that I had.
All through my youth,
I was shouting and no one would hear.
Blind to the ways,
Of the people who now I hold dear.
Its loud and clear.
The world is full of angry young men,
Chip on the shoulder,
An ideal in their head.
The world is full of angry young men,
Who think life owes them something,
But you only get out what goes in.
There was a time,
When I fought the worldm
I see now,
It was just an actors stage.
I see clear,
The colours through the haze.
As time goes on,
Your opinion will change like the weather.
Things that you said,
Now seem small,
They just dont seem to matter,
I learned for the better.
The world is full of angry young men,
Chip on the shoulder,
And an ideal in their head.
The world is full of angry young men,
Who think life owes them something,
But you only get out what goes in.
There was a time I was lost in the dark,
I ran a race I didnt know where to start.
Now Ive changed my ways,
Seeing better days,
Im turning my world upside down.
The world is full of angry young men,
Chip on the shoulder,
And an ideal in their head.
The world is full of angry young men,
Who think life owes them something,
But you only get out what goes in.
Angry young men,
What you put in is what you get out.

song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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On Crime and Punishment

the angry young man,
who grew up in poverty,
whose mother worked two minimum wage jobs,
just to give him food and shelter...
who lost her jobs
when the economy fell,
and became sick with no insurance...
the angry young man,
who robbed the convenience store,
and while trying to avoid capture,
killed a young police officer...
who left behind a young pregnant wife,
and a three year old little boy,
left without a daddy....
the angry young man,
in jail awaiting trial...
awaiting justice....
where do we begin?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Angry Young Woman

Angry young woman on sunrise strip,
Walking away to the new world.
She left her man, she left her children,
cause she knows she has only one life to live.
Angry young woman with her background on her forehead,
Three children and two abortions.
Played a little piano ten years ago.
And some typing from the college where she met her husband.
Angry young woman in the dark of the night,
Hears her children crying for dinner,
Hears her man shouting for his shirt
And thinks of the first sundays they spent in the park.
Angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket
And when you turn the corner youll see the new world.
Angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket
And when you turn the corner youll see the new world.
(angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket)
(angry young woman, angry young woman)

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Angry Young Woman

Angry young woman on sunrise strip,
Walking away to the new world.
She left her man, she left her children,
cause she knows she has only one life to live.
Angry young woman with her background on her forehead,
Three children and two abortions.
Played a little piano ten years ago.
And some typing from the college where she met her husband.
Angry young woman in the dark of the night,
Hears her children crying for dinner,
Hears her man shouting for his shirt
And thinks of the first sundays they spent in the park.
Angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket
And when you turn the corner youll see the new world.
Angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket
And when you turn the corner youll see the new world.
(angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket)
(angry young woman, angry young woman)

song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Young William And Young April

Young William and young April
Met in the park one day.
Young William said to April,
'Why did you come this way? '

Young April said to William,
'I thought I might see you.'
Young William, then to April,
'It's funny, what you do.'

Young April gave to William
A sweet, young childhood kiss.
Young William said to April,
'Don't bother me like this.'

Young April stood in silence,
Not knowing what to do.
Then young William turned away.
Young April, torn in two.

Young William said, 'Don't follow me.'
Away from her he fled.
April then, sat down and cried,
And wished that she was dead.

William never came again.
At least, for many years.
Fearful that young April still,
Might be there shedding tears.

William walked the park again.
It seemed just like before.
Wondering if he might see her.
Young April, there once more.

Young William never noticed.
The roses hid it well.
The place they found Young April.
The place she used to dwell.

poem by Greenwolfe 1962
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Fooling Yourself (Palm Of Your Hands)

The Angry Young Man)
You see the world through your cynical eyes
You're a troubled young man I can tell
You've got it all in the palm of your hand
But your hand's wet with sweat
And your head needs a rest
And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it
Why must you be such an angry young man
When your future looks quite bright to me
And how can there be such a sinister plan
That could hide such a lamb
Such a caring young man
And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it
You're killing yourself if you don't believe it
Get up, get back on your feet
You're the one they can't beat and you know it
Come on let's see what you've got
Just take your best shot and don't blow it.
Lyrics by: Tommy Shaw
Music by: Tommy Shaw

song performed by by Styx
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A.Y.M.

Generation X
We are complex
Angst is the perfect wave
Ride it and be well paid
It all sucks by the way
I wrote a new song today
So upset with all I have
And the world is such a drag
I've become my own cliche
I am an angry young man
I am an angry young man
A.Y.M. An Angry Man
Repeat the past
It's a gas, gas, gas
Make all the same mistakes
That all my heroes made
Pretend that I hate fame
How dare you misspell my name?!
Hurts so bad I have to fix
Apology read by some chick
Another million in the bag

song performed by by Warrant
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~Anger's Friend

Is there a human, young or old,
Who has never felt frustration’s hold?
Ah yes, my child, you’ve felt it too,
For so had I, as young as you.
For as we walk and learn and strive,
Anger is part of being alive.
And someone will tell you the way they told me
That anger is sin, but don’t you believe.
Have you seen a robin chasing a crow?
Were you not angry, for did you not know,
That the crow stole her egg right out of her nest?
You shared her anger and that was the best
That you could do for that poor mother bird.
The world’s full of injustice, I know you have heard.
Ah, now remember the day we had planned
A trip to the beach to play in the sand,
But you woke in the morning to the sound of the rain
Out on the roof-top and on each window pane.
How angry you were to think that it could
Rain on the beach as well as the woods.
Now, as you grow older, soon you will find
That you can feel anger of an other kind.
You’ll be angry at those who find fault with you
When you think that you’ve done the best you can do.
You’ll be angry at me when I’m angry at you,
Or when I make you do what you don’t want to do,
When I have to teach you and don’t know what to do
To help you to see it’s important to you.
So I’m angry at you and I’m angry at me,
For all I can do is stand there helplessly.
Or maybe I’ll yell, I might even scream,
For that moment my hope is as lost as it seems.
Then, you may acquiesce because that is your love
Till someday you’ll know what I’m speaking of.
And because you know that anger’s not sin
We’ll be able to make up again and again.
So never fear the feelings we have
Or deny that you feel what all of us have.
Make friends with anger and, like you and I,
You’ll be able to reason and understand why.
Say, “Anger, my friend, come rushing in.
Tell me your tale that we may begin
To discuss and subdue it into a sigh.”
For anger is fleeting when recognized.

poem by Adeline Foster
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Some times I feel like 2

Some times I feel like I am a person that will change the world
Sometimes I feel like I can run a million miles
Sometimes I feel like an eagle flying in the sky free and strong
Sometimes I feel like God like I can do any thing
Sometimes I feel like a small child because when I see something Beautiful I cant stop looking at it J
Sometimes I feel like an old man with all these old stories
Sometimes I feel like a parent with all this care and love for the children and young ones (even thou I am young myself)
Sometimes I feel like a jerk for treating my good friends badly
Sometimes I feel like a lost sole in a lost kingdom
Sometimes I feel like a lot of things

poem by by unknown author
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The Ballad of Angry O

Angry O, you scare me so
Hateful letter that you be
Angry O, the fear I show
When you growl at me
Angry O, I hope you go
And learn to fix your ways
Angry O, I think you know
You leave me in a haze
Angry O, One day you'll Sow
Everything you reap
Angry O, Then you'll feel low
This promise I do keep

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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My young son asks me...

My young son asks me: Must I learn mathematics?
What is the use, I feel like saying. That two pieces
Of bread are more than one's about all you'll end up with.
My young son asks me: Must I learn French?
What is the use, I feel like saying. This State's collapsing.
And if you just rub your belly with your hand and
Groan, you'll be understood with little trouble.
My young son asks me: Must I learn history?
What is the use, I feel like saying. Learn to stick
Your head in the earth, and maybe you'll still survive.

Yes, learn mathematics, I tell him.
Learn your French, learn your history!

poem by Bertolt Brecht
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So Young

Orbison/curb/christian
Dawn comes up so young, dreams begin so young
And if you live just for today the day may soon be done
But theres a place where dreams always stay so young
A place to hear the sun go down and fade away
To see the wind just run away with yesterday
Anyplace for those who care zabriskie point is anywhere
Time runs out so fast on love too good to last,so young
A time to look forevers there or never found
To touch the sky and really feel the world go round
To live to love to laugh to cry to be alone
Young,so young love was meant to be wild and free
So young young,so young love is space in life
A place in time a state of mind too late I find
When tomorrows gone and love is lost so young

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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They Came From Distant Places

They came from distant places to this far southern shore
The men who built the city at rest forever more
Some of them could not speak the language but they were strong and young
And they were willing workers and their praises ought be sung
The men who built the city their grandchildren old today
They worked hard to support their wives and families from their old homeland far away
They built the factories, homes and railways and they worked hard for their pay
The men who built the city for years with Nature lay
No monument built to them no last post for them played
For the men who built the city there was never a parade
Only their direct descendants would have heard of them by name
To be honest and hard working is never a claim to fame
The men who built the city their praises remain unsung
And today their grandchildren are not what one would call young.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Messiahs Die Young

All of those things that I wanted to say
Well you can take those things and throw them all away- hey hey
Because he who points the finger well only he gets hung
That's why I don't to be a messiah, messiahs die young
All of those things that I wanted to be
Well you can take those things and throw them back at me- he he
Because he is only just as good as he who is the one
That's why I don't to be a messiah, messiahs die young
Messiahs die young.
Messiahs die young!
They die young,
Messiahs die young!
Messiahs die young.
Messiahs die young!
They die young.
Messiahs!
Why get in line if you don't want to wait
They say that time is money-- sell your watch today, hey hey
And if you've never been to China well the slow boat leaves at one
That's why I don't want to be a messiah, messiahs die
I don't want to be a messiah, messiahs die
I don't want to be a messiah! I just want to have fun
Not die young.
Messiahs die young!
They die young.
Messiahs die young!
Messiahs die young.
Messiahs die young!
Messiahs die young.
Messiahs

song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Young Girl

Young girl Abused and broken
Young girl Alone and Frightened
Young girl Worthless and Ugly
Young girl feels so alone
She has no one to hold her
Young girl's father to drunk to even care
The young girl gets beaten everyday
The young girl wanting to runaway
Young girl will not leave her father alone
Like he has done to her
This young girl's teacher has a note
She reads the note aloud to the class
This young girl was beaten to death

No one had the guts to save her
This young girl bruised and dead
This young girl buried in the cold ground
This young girl has no one to visit her grave
No one asked her how she got her bruises
No one even took a second chance
Goodbye young girl fly away into the arms of God
For He loved you and always will
This young girl happy again

poem by Jasmine Kayleen
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The Young & The Hopeless

Hard days made me, hard nights shaped me
I dont know they somehow saved me
And I know Im making something out of this life they called nothing
I take what I want
Take what I need
You say its wrong but its right for me
I wont look down
Wont say Im sorry
I know that only God can judge me
And if I make it thru today will tomorrow be the same
Am I just running in place?
If I stubble and I fall
Should I get up and carry on or will it all just be the same
cause, Im young and hopeless
Im lost and I know this
Im going nowhere fast thats what they say
Im troublesome, Ive fallen
Im angry at my father
Its me against this world and I dont care, I dont care
No one in this industry understands the life I lead
When I sing about my past its not a gimmick not an act
These critics and these trust fund kids
Try to tell me what punk is but when I see them on the streets
They got nothing to say
And if I make it thru today will tomorrow be the same
Am I just running in place?
If I stubble and I fall
Should I get up and carry on or will it all just be the same
cause, Im young and hopeless
Im lost and I know this
Im going nowhere fast thats what they say
Im troublesome, Ive fallen
Im angry at my father
Its me against this world and I dont care, I dont care
cause, Im young and hopeless
Im lost and I know this
Im going nowhere fast thats what they say
Im troublesome, Ive fallen
Im angry at my father
Its me against this world and I dont care, I dont care

song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Die Young

Goto the wind, though the wind wont help you fly at all
Your backs to the wall
Then chase the sun, and it tears away and it breaks you as you run,
You run, you run!
[chorus]
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young
Behind the smile, theres danger and a promise to be told:
You never knew.
Lifes fantasy - to be locked away and still to think youre free
Youre free, were free!
[chorus]
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young
Die young, die young
Cant you see the writing on the wall?
Die young, gonna die young
Someone stopped the pain
Goto the wind, though the wind wont help you fly at all
Your backs to the wall
Then chase the sun, and it tears away and it breaks you as you run,
You run, you run!
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young, young!
Die young, die young!
Die young, die young, young!
Die young, die young, die young, die young, die young!!

song performed by by Black Sabbath
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North

Sun beats hard
On sunset boulevard
Much harder still
In notting hill
A northwind blows
And carries me home
Carries my heart, carries my soul
When cool silks they turn to suede
When young dreams are torn and frayed
The south feels so cold and grey
Today! today the norths too many miles away
Today! today I got to get away
Im driving north
Im heading home
Im driving back
To the place I once belonged
Its all gone silent
The light begins to fade
One man unplugs
The penny arcade
A northwind blows
And carries me home
Carries my heart, carries my soul
When cool silks they turn to suede
When young dreams are torn and frayed
The south feels so cold and grey
Today! today the norths too many miles away
Today! today I got to get away
Im driving north
Im heading home
Im driving back
To the place I once belonged
One sweet bouquet
The flowers strewn
The petals scattered
Here in the north
No dreams are shattered
Im driving north
Im heading home
Im driving back
To the place I once belonged
No we dont feel angry
No we dont feel betrayed
Unlike our fathers
We dont remember better days
No we dont feel angry
No we dont feel betrayed
We just live
In this day and age

song performed by by Abc
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Young At Heart And Foolish Free

Some people when they get older
just grow old and feel older,
but there are others who remain
young at heart and foolish free.

They feel they could run for miles,
and then their lumbago stirs
and leaves them reaching
for their old walking cane once more.

Other feel they are sixteen again,
forgetting age slows us up
and our feet cannot move as fast
and they keep tripping us up.

Oh, young at heart and foolish free
is what everyone wants to be.
Running the ten minute mile
without stopping every once in a while.

Feeling party smart and wrinkle free
until they look in the mirror.
Then gasping with horror
and saying is that really me?

Young at heart and foolish free,
no one cares if you are three or a hundred and three.
You’re as young as you feel
and foolish as you want to be.

So put up that walking cane,
forget who you are, come
join me on the swings
and be young at heart and foolish free.

poem by David Harris
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To Be Young Gifted And Black

(1969) nina simone, weldon irvine jr
To be young, gifted and black,
Oh what a lovely precious dream
To be young, gifted and black,
Open your heart to what I mean
In the whole world you know
There are billion boys and girls
Who are young, gifted and black,
And thats a fact!
Young, gifted and black
We must begin to tell our young
Theres a world waiting for you
This is a quest thats just begun
When you feel really low
Yeah, theres a great truth you should know
When youre young, gifted and black
Your souls intact
Young, gifted and black
How I long to know the truth
There are times when I look back
And I am haunted by my youth
Oh but my joy of today
Is that we can all be proud to say
To be young, gifted and black
Is where its at

song performed by by Nina Simone
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