Talk Hard — текст песни (Stan Ridgway)

Life is tough and fulla stuff

Life is hard as rock

No one around to pull you out

No one to stop the clock





Now we dont need no chaperones

All policemen please go home

The pressures upccthe heat is on

I know whats rightcci know whats wrong





Chorus:

You gotta

Talk hardccyou gotta talk hard







Out my door, on my street

Theres people marchin with their feet

Theyre buyin this, theyre buyin that

Some are thin and some are fat





Suburban towns are all around

With shopping mallsccsome underground

And in the shops they try and sell

An empty bargaincca wishing well





Chorus repeat x2





Now I cant sit here a-growin gray

I gotta make a moveccnothing to say

What destiny will hold for me, well

No one knows and no one can see





Chorus repeat x2