You gotta say what you gotta say
Don't let anybody tell you to stop
If life gives you lemons, talk about it
If it gives you ground meat, then ‘taco bout it
‘Taco bout the spicy news
A finger on one's lips
A hush up, you need to stop
Don’t tell me to stop ‘cause
Without you It’s as I lost my left side
But I am all right now
Talking heals all wounds
If one says a bad word, one might get wounds
But it’ll be fine
I might have to learn sign language
That would be very handy
‘Cause one just needs to talk to oneself
To resolve one’s troubled knot
Tugging, twisting and burning
I lost my voice, it hurts. I need to talk