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
I’m talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
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 jump 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
I’m talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
Talking to you, talking to you
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