Lyrics

In violent times You shouldn't have to sell your soul In black and white They really really ought to know Those one track minds That took you for a working boy Kiss them goodbye You shouldn't have to jump for joy You shouldn't have to shout for joy Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I'm talking to you Come on Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I'm talking to you Come on In violent times You shouldn't have to sell your soul In black and white They really really ought to know They gave you life And in return you gave them hell As cold as ice I hope we live to tell the tale I hope we live to tell the tale I hope we live to tell the tale I hope we live to tell the tale I hope we live to tell the tale I hope we live to tell the tale I hope we live to tell the tale I hope we live to tell the tale Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I'm talking to you Come on Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I'm talking to you Come on Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I'm talking to you So come on Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I'm talking to you Come on
Writer(s): Teddy Riley, Bill Withers, Richard Vick, William Stewart, Lynise Walters, Roland Orzabal, Ian Stanley, Ray Hedges, Dylan Mills, Nigel Butler, Blair Dreelan, Andre Chauncey Hannibal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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