Don't Be Afriad Of Your Anger Lyrics - Clem Snide

Don't be afraid of your anger 

I'll eat it with mustard and wine 

And the crumbs in your hair 

You should shampoo with care 

If it's tearless I'm sure it would say 

And don't be afraid of the language 

I know you don't mean what you said 

Well, your tongue can get sharp 

But it's soft in my mouth 

And there's towels and ice we could use 

Don't roll your eyes at me slowly 

I know I was acting the slut 

When I loosened my belt 

And said, I know how you felt 

From a book that explained it away 

From a book that explained it away 

So don't be afraid of your anger 

I'll eat it with mustard and wine 

And lick the blood off your lip 

And the bruise on your hip 

When this pillow fight gets out of hand 

When this pillow fight gets out of hand