Paul McCartney - Angry lyrics

What the hell gives you the right to tell
Me what to do with my life?
Especially when you made a mess of
Every chance you had at success
Look at you, just look at you
I said, I'm angry just looking at you
Ah, come on

Well, I'm sick and tired of sitting back and
Listening to all of your clap trap
(Clap trap)
If you could get me to take the rap
I guarantee you'd leave me with a backslap
(Backslap)
Push me to the left, push me to the right
Try to take me out of the way
Even when you kick me off
The edge of the world
You're still gonna hear me say

What the hell gives you the right to tell
Me what to do with my life?
Especially when you made a mess of
Every chance you had at success
Look at you, oh, look at you
I said, I'm angry just looking at you

Shouting down again Mahama
Shouting down again
Shouting down again Mahama
Shouting down again
Shouting down, shouting down

I can't begin to tell you all the
Reasons why you're making me crazy (Crazy)
I've got so many answers, like
You're stupid, like you're crooked
Like you're lazy (Lazy)
Hit me with your left, hit
Me with your right
Kick me from the top to the toe
Even when you chew me up and spit me out
I'm still gonna want to know

What the hell gives you the right to tell
Me what to do with my life?
Especially when you made a mess of
Every chance you had at success
Look at you, look at you
I said, I'm angry just looking at you
Looking, shouting, oh

Shouting down again Mahama
Shouting down again
Shouting down again Mahama
Shouting down again

Shouting down, shouting down angry, angry
What the hell gives you the right?