Angry Young Man

I was an angry young man

Born at the wrong time

Born with a stone in my hand

Born with a black eye

I raged against the rain and wept for my brother

I strummed an old guitar unlike any other

I was an angry young man

Born with a bad sign

Love didn’t turn out as planned

Salt in the goldmine

I cursed my father’s name and stole from my neighbour

I hurt until I became the son of a stranger

I was an angry young man