Lyrics

Mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm
In violent times, you shouldn't have to sell your soul
In black and white, they really, really ought to know
Shout, shout, let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on
I'm talking to you
Come on
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
Written by: Ian Stanley, Roland Orzabal
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