"Violent Side" lyrics

"Violent Side"

Here comes the night
Here comes the anger
Hidden so deep inside
No one can see
Behind these eyes
There walks a stranger
Wandering through the dark
Following me

Control the violent side
Control the violent side
Control the violent side
Control the violent side

Electric light shining on your block
Saying to everyone the power is on
While your alarm set up for safety
Keeps out invaders who come
But still can't control

Control the violent side
Control the violent side
Control the violent side
Control the violent side

Got to fight to control the violent side
I've got to fight to control it
Got to fight to control the violent side
Got to fight to control it
Got to fight to control the violent side
Every day and night
Got to fight to control the violent side
I've got to fight to control it
Got to fight to control the violent side
The violent side
Got to fight to control the violent side
Got to fight to control the violent side
Got to fight to control the violent side


Writer(s): Neil Young
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