Joel Billy - Angry Young Man lyrics

There's a place in the world for the angry young man<br>With his working class ties and his radical plans<br>He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl,<br>He's always at home with his back to the wall.<br>And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost,<br>And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on the cross-<br>And he likes to be known as the angry young man.<br><br>Give a moment or two to the angry young man,<br>With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand.<br>He's been stabbed in the back, he's been misunderstood,<br>It's a comfort to know his intentions are good.<br>And he sits in a room with a lock on the door,<br>With his maps and his medals laid out on the floor-<br>And he likes to be known as the angry young man.<br><br>I believe I've passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage<br>I found that just surviving was a noble fight.<br>I once believed in causes too,<br>I had my pointless point of view,<br>And life went on no matter who was wrong or right.<br><br>And there's always a place for the angry young man,<br>With his fist in the air and his head in the sand.<br>And he's never been able to learn from mistakes,<br>So he can't understand why his heart always breaks.<br>But his honor is pure and his courage as well,<br>And he's fair and he's true and he's boring as hell-<br>And he'll go to the grave as an angry old man.