If the powers that be tell you
There never were three wise men
Well, you'd better believe it's true
Won't ask you to come again
In the cage the ringmaster cracks
He puts you through all your tricks
And now the lions are on your back
You're runnin' out but then you slip
Oh, shout it out, come on and give 'em Hell
Oh, shout it out, and give 'em Hell
Happy sat in the back seat
But the manager shows you the door
Then you're picked up for walkin' the streets
It's too much, you can't take anymore
Oh, shout it out, come on and give 'em Hell
Oh, shout it out, and give 'em Hell
Oh, shout it out, come on and give 'em Hell
Oh, shout it out, and give 'em Hell
And give 'em Hell
And give 'em Hell tonight
Just shout it out, shout it out
And give 'em Hell