Sing it out, girl, you've got to be what tomorrow needs. For every time that they want to count you out. And use your voice every single time you open up your mouth. Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls. Every time that you lose, you sing it for the world. Sing it from the heart, sing it till you're mad. Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts. Sing it for the deaf, sing it for the blind. Sing about everyone that you left behind. Sing it for the world, sing it for the world. Sing it out, boy, they're gonna sell what tomorrow means. Sing it out, boy, before they kill what tomorrow brings. You've got to make a choice if the music drowns you out. And raise your voice every single time they try and shut your mouth. Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls. Every time that you lose, you sing it for the world. Sing it from the heart, sing it till you're mad. Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts. Sing it for the deaf, sing it for the blind. Sing about everyone that you left behind. Sing it for the world, sing it for the world. Cleaned up corporation progress, dying in the process. Children that can talk about it living on the railways. People moving sideways, sell it till your last days. Buy yourself the motivation generation. Nothing, nothing but a dance beat, product of a wild dream. I am not the singer that you wanted, but a dancer. I refuse to answer, talk about the past, sir. Only for the ones who want to get away. Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls. Every time that you lose, you sing it for the world. Sing it from the heart, sing it till you're mad. Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts. Sing it for the deaf, sing it for the blind. Sing about everyone that you left behind. Sing it for the world, sing it for the world. We've got to see what tomorrow brings. Sing it for the world, sing it for the world. Boy, you've got to be what tomorrow needs. Sing it for the world, sing it for the world. © transcript Emily Beynon