Trope - Shout

In violent times
You shouldn't have to sell your soul
In black and white
They 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

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

Shout
Shout
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you
Come on

Shout
I'm talking to you
Shout
I'm talking to you
Shout
I'm talking to you come on
Shout
I'm talking to you
Shout
I'm talking to you
Shout
I'm talking to you come on

I really wanna break your heart
I really wanna break your heart

Shout
Shout
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without (break your heat)
Come on (really love to break your heart)
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
Come on