Recipe For Rage

Two cups of jealousy
You always misunderstand
A tablespoon of running downs
Fry it in a pan

Two slices of truth
Dilute it in the sauce
Mix it all with gossip
And save it for the main course

You're my recipe for rage
A dish served cold
Flavoured with lies
My anger unfolds

Slander out of fresh soil
Spice it up and let it swell
A tad of sweet bitterness
Can you taste it yourself

Five cups of frustration
Canned for many years
Squeeze it 'til it's dry
And spread it out among your pairs