Talk Hard

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 up¨c¨cthe heat is on

I know what's right¨c¨ci know what's wrong

You gotta

Talk hard you 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 malls¨c¨csome underground

And in the shops they try and sell

An empty bargain¨c¨ca wishing well

You gotta

Talk hard you gotta talk hard

You gotta

Talk hard you gotta talk hard

Now I can't sit here a-growin' gray

I gotta make a move¨c¨cnothing to say

What destiny will hold for me, well

No one knows and no one can see

You gotta

Talk hard you gotta talk hard

You gotta

Talk hard you gotta talk hard