Get Up

[Hook] x2 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 Listen listen What a way to make a living S-s-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-tion-tion-tion [Hook] x2 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 basement Double on the bunk bed You better watch the babies Careful with your manners Only drinking water on the Co-co-co-cabaña 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 (I don't think I could watch you posing dead!) Get up Get up Get up Get up [Hook] Abandoned by a suffragette Given to a gang of gits Sold to a pack of losers downtown Appalucia 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 "wooped-di-woo"-ed and they turned and rode away) Get up Get up Get up Get up [Hook] x2