Get Up! (Don't Fight It) Lyrics

I'm past the point of no return

Its do or die you see

Oh I'm through with mysteries

Of the beautiful symmetry



This is a place I don't care to be

I tip my hat to this make believe

There's no doubt I can't control the pace

No doubt about it

So stamp your feet and



Get Up! Don't fight it

Get Up! Don't fight it



Hear the conversation, steamy adoration

For the phony eccentricity

The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine

Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine



This is a place I don't care to be

I tip my hat to this make believe

There's no doubt I can't control the pace

No doubt about it

So stamp your feet and



Get Up! Don't fight it

Get Up! Don't fight it



Hear the conversation, steamy adoration

For the phony eccentricity

The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine

Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine

Get Up! Don't fight it

Get Up! Don't fight it