Get Up! (Don't Fight It) Lyrics

I'm past the point of no return
It's do or die you see
Oh, I'm through with mysteries
Of the beautiful symmetryThis is the place I dont 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 andGet up, dont fight it
Get up, dont fight itHear 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 fineThis is the place I dont 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 andGet up, dont fight it
Get up, dont fight itGet up and say the conversation, steamy adoration
Phony eccentricity
The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine
Take two in the morning and you'll be just fineGet up, dont fight it

Get up, dont fight it
And don't fightGet up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up