I've gotta get up to get down and start all over again
Head on down to the basement and shout
Kick those white mice and black dogs out
Kick those white mice and baboons out
Kick those baboons and other motherfuckers outAnd get it on, get it on
On the day that you got bornThey had to dig him from the ground
They chipped him from the frozen snow
They dug his monkey fingers
But he had nowhere to goThey dug his pink hair curlers
They dug his sequined gown
They dug his Stratocaster
They dug his pornographic crownHe's got some words of wisdom
I got some words of wisdom
He's got some words of wisdom
I got some words of wisdomGet it on, get it on
On the day that you got bornHe crawled out of the ooze
He defied evolution
He had green flippers and sang the blues
He caused a revolutionHe got in the British Weeklies
He got in the dailies too
He drank panther piss
And fucked the girls you're probably married toHe's got some words of wisdom
I got some words of wisdom
He's got some words of wisdom
I got some words of wisdomGet it on, get it on
On the day that you got born
Get it on, get it on, alright
Get it on, get it onYou gotta do The Vaughan, do The Vaughan
Yeah, papa's down, papa's down
Yeah, sweets is sweet, sweets is sweet
Yeah, Tex is on, Tex is onAnd then one day he went away
His neighbor claimed he'd shot him
If he hadn't have disappeared
The Tax man would have got himYeah, but before I leave
I call out from the storm
For those who gave their lives
So we could get it onGet it on, get it on
On the day that you got born
Get it on, get it on
Get it on, get it on