paroles de chanson Shout - Russian Red

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
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
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
Shout, shout
Let it all out
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