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Tired of being clean, sick of being proper I wanna live among the beggars And dig out in the dirt Step outside the walls we built to protect us Don't be afraid to get some mud on your face Come on, come on everybody Come on, come on and serve someone [chorus] Let's get dirty, let's get used No matter where you come from If you're beaten up or bruised Let's get foolish - let's get free Free to be the one thing you were meant to be Let's get dirty You might get a bruise or some blisters on your fingers You might start a question and wonder what it's worth You may slip and fall from the burdens that you carry But you can't have this treasure 'til you dig it from the dirt Come on, come on everybody Come on, come on and serve someone Letras de canciones[chorus] Come on, come on, everybody Come on, come on, serve somebody Come on, come on, everybody Come on, come on, serve somebody [chorus x2] From Letras Mania