Shout

Shout Shout
Let it all out
These are the things
I can do without
Come on Im talking to you
Come on In violent times
You shouldnt 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 shouldnt have to jump for joy
They gave you life
And in return you gave them
Hell As cold as
I ice I hope we live to tell the tale.
And when youve taken down your guard
If I could change your mind
Id really love you break your heart