Stan Ridgway — Talk Hard lyrics

Life is tough and full'a stuff
Life is hard as rock
No one around to pull you out
No one to stop the clock

Now we don't need no chaperones
All policemen please go home
The pressure's upЁcЁcthe heat is on
I know what's rightЁcЁci know what's wrong

You gotta
Talk hardЁcЁcyou gotta talk hard

Out my door, on my street
There's people marchin' with their feet
They're buyin' this, they're buyin' that
Some are thin and some are fat

Suburban towns are all around
With shopping mallsЁcЁcsome underground
And in the shops they try and sell
An empty bargainЁcЁca wishing well

Chorus repeat x2

Now I can't sit here a-growin' gray
I gotta make a moveЁcЁcnothing to say
What destiny will hold for me, well
No one knows and no one can see

Chorus repeat x2
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Songwriters: RIDGWAY, STAN
Talk Hard lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group