Days of Rage Video (MV)

Oh oh, oh oh
The sands and winds of time
Have blown me over and they're haunting you
You count the years gone by as you clutch a photograph
That brings you closer to your vanished youth
Now close your eyes and dream your dreams
Let nothing wake you from your sleep
Let nothing break your fantasies
And all that long-dead history
Melt down, burn to the ground
Open the top and let it all pour out
That dead hand, still in command
Pulling you back to the promised land
You took six Ativan and a rosary
But your little girl's still going Symbionese
That dead hand, still in command
It always and ever will be
Days of rage
Days of rage
So take us homeward to those days you remember
Where birds are singing and the church rings its bells
White picket fences dot the land of milk and honey
So you can hate your neighbor as you hate yourself
Now close your eyes and dream your dreams
The soothing tones from the TV
A Tanqueray, fluoxetine
And all those garbled memories
Melt down, burn to the ground
Open the top and let it all pour out
That dead hand, still in command
Pulling you back to the promised land
You took two Demerol and a box of myrrh
But you still wake up with your feelings hurt
That dead hand, still in command
It always and ever will be
Days of rage
Days of rage
You pour a shot
The fuse is burning
You pour a shot, you pour a shot, you pour a shot, you pour a...
And when you come around, the world's still burning down
Can't recognize it, what this country has become
You close your eyes, you're numb inside
You'll throw the whole vial down tomorrow
Till it's 1963
Days of rage
Days of rage
Days of rage
Days of rage
Rage
Rage
Rage