Warrior Brass Band - Talk It Up

Smokey walls, dusty halls, no one calls, and all the window plants are dying. She talk it up, half empty cup, half hearted love, half of the time halfway through crying. But she don't live here by herself. Sleeping in the bed she's made, reading books about self help, working late on Saturdays. Unless she's got something at stake?

For heavens sake, keep him awake, make no mistake, he'll break down daily with no warning. Twenty years old, do as you’re told, get bought and sold, it's cold this early in the morning.

And he’s living on tenth street, getting home right around dawn. Every night of every week he's proving every body wrong. Any day now it won't be long. Listen I say!

Don't ya stop it now! Come on give 'em all what they came here for! Never been done the same before. Talk it up till your face gets sore. Don't ya stop it now! Come on! Half a mile and we'll see the shore. Captain how can you be so sure? Talkin' up what I came here for!

I've been holding my own, my rag and bone, lock up alone. I don't forget to double check it. No! And I learn to rely on me and I straighten my tie lace my own boots zip my own jacket.

Because I did the best I could. I got taken down again. I got fire in my blood, I got sugar on my skin. I got nowhere to begin. Listen I say!

Don't ya stop it now! Come on give 'em all what they came here for! Never been done the same before. Talk it up till your face gets sore. Don't ya stop it now! Come on! Half a mile and we'll see the shore. Captain how can you be so sure? Talkin' up what I came here for!

See ya get what ya put in, so ya cannot get upset if you're just dipping your foot in because ya don't wanna get wet. And ya ain't made it big yet…

Don't ya stop it now! Come on give 'em all what they came here for! Never been done the same before. Talk it up till your face gets sore. Don't ya stop it now! Come on! Half a mile and we'll see the shore. Captain how can you be so sure? Talkin' up what I came here for!

Don't ya stop it now! Come on give 'em all what they came here for! Never been done the same before. Talk it up till your face gets sore. Don't ya stop it now! Come on! Half a mile and we'll see the shore. Captain how can you be so sure? Talkin' up what I came here for!

Written by:
SAMANTHA RAE BOWERS, SAMANTHA BOWERS

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