Shout - Losers

Shout, shout, let it all out

These are the things I can do without

Come on

I’m talking to you, come on

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

Thes are the things I can do without

Come on

I’m talking to you, com on