Witchfynde - Give 'Em Hell lyrics

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