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