Get Up! (Don't Fight It)

I'm past the point of no return It's do or die you see Oh, I'm through with mysteries Of the beautiful symmetry This is the 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 gla*s of wine Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine This is the 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 Get up and say the conversation, steamy adoration Phony eccentricity The key to the mind is a cheap gla*s 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 And don't fight Get up, get up Get up, get up Get up, get up Get up, get up