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