Shout - The Bryan J. White Trio

Shout

Shout

Let it all out

These are things I can do without

Come On

I'm talking to you

Come on

Shout

Shout

Let it all out

These are 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 shout

Shout

Let it all out

These are 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

And when

And when you've taken down your guard

If I could change your mind

I'd really love to break your heart

I'd really love to shout

Shout

Let it all out

These are things I can do without

Come On

I'm talking to you

Come on