67 lyrics for "Shake it out, shake it out"
We're soul alone And soul really matters to me Shake it up is all that we know Using the bodies up as we go I'm waking up to a fantasy The slates all around aren't the colors we used to see Broken ice still melts in the sun And times that are broken can
PlaySee a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell
PlayChase that sun 'til it runs out of sky And if your memory's still too strong Honey, honey Honey you still prey on my mind So I jump up find me a mountain Shake off the sheep I been countin' I'll keep movin' on and get longer gone I tried thumbin', a
PlayAh, shake along with me Shake along with me Shake along with them I'd like to be somebody else and not know where I've been I'd like to build myself a house out of plasticine I've been driving in my car with my friend Mister Soft Mister Clean and Mister
PlayShake it up and go (Shake it up and go) You good-looking people sure got to shake it up and go She had to shake it up and go (Shake it up and go) You might be old, about 90 years But you ain`t too old to shift them gears You can shake it up and go (Shake
PlayShake it out, shake it out, Shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back So shake him off, oh whoa It's always darkest before the dawn I can see no way, I can see no way Regrets collect like old friends Here to
PlayYou really gotta let it all hang loose when you're moving like Mike You really gotta let me shake my boots when you're moving like Mike So come on baby, let it all hang out when you're moving like Mike So come on baby, let me hear you shout when you're
PlayYou're out of touch I'm out of time When you're not around But I'm out of my head Out of touch Out of time And soul really matters to me Out of touch Shake it up is all that we know
PlayScour the house, flip the wig, Shake the tree, Your whereabouts are known Until your whereabouts are known to me Your whereabouts are known to me You with the jaundiced eyes, Drunk on your own reflection Propped up with desks and flags, Eight chairs
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