Shout, Shout, Let it all out
These are the things I can do with out
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
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 … jump … jump

They gave you life

And in return you gave them hell

As cold as ice

I hope we live to tell the tale

If I could change your mind

I'd really love to break your heart

I'd really love to break ...

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

Copyrights:
Co-producer – Patrick Schouten
Mastered By – Patrick Schouten
Producer – Nick van Drunen
Written By – Ian Stanley, Roland Orzabal