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 up I know what's right Chorus: 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 And in the shops they try and sell An empty bargain Chorus repeat x2 Now i can't sit here a-growin' gray I gotta make a move What destiny will hold for me, well No one knows and no one can see Chorus repeat x2