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YOUNG FATHERS lyrics : "Get Up"

Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up, get up

Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up, get up


Got no past, no future, fumbling through the ether
Take a ride in aquila, cost you 30 liras

Pushy dealer hits the meter, a shrewd operator
In the shadow of a beacon have a dirty weekend
Interesting proposition, insinuate then listen

What a way to make a living, scissor to the ribbon
Throw my hands like a reverend, triple sixes, double sevens
When I get down to this I'm the catalyst

For a revolution, for a revolution
For a revolution


Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up, get up

Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up, get up


Beautiful corpse
Beautiful

How you lie so still?
Another life fulfilled
Oh, beautiful corpse

Beautiful
How you lie so still?
Another life fulfilled


Fifteen hundred red cases, a multitude of faces
The body in the ba!@&(t, double on the bunk bed

You better watch the babies, careful with your manners
Only drinking water on the cabana
Well-built family, subject to the battery the battery

Mental men are manic in their manacles
I meant to make a metaphor for radicals
Taking off my clothes at the lido

All I got is my decadent credo

I don't think that I could watch you posing dead


Get up, get up
Get up, get up

Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up, get up


Abandoned by a suffragette, given to a gang of gits
Sold to a pack of losers downtown apalucia

I heard you got guns, well, I got fun
I got something sweet, what you call sin so
You lose, I win

I saw some bunch of cowboys today
I whooped-di-wood and they turned and rode away


Get up, get up
Get up, get up


Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up, get up

Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party
Get up, get up

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