| 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 | |
| They gave you life | |
| And in return you gave them | |
| Hell As cold as | |
| I ice I hope we live to tell the tale. | |
| And when you've taken down your guard | |
| If I could change your mind | |
| I'd really love you break your heart |