Lights - Cinnamon Chasers

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

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…

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

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