Young Fathers

Get Up
[Hook] 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 [Hook] Beautiful corpse Beautiful How you lie so still? Another life fulfilled Letras de cancionesOh, 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 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 [Hook] 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 [Hook] From Letras Mania