Young Fathers - Get Up lyrics

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 hit's the meter
A shrewd operator in the shadow of a beacon
Have a dirty weekend interesting proposition
Insinuate then listen listen listen
What a way to make a living
S-s-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-tion-tion-tion

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

Beautiful corpse beautiful
How you lie so still? Another life fulfilled
Oh 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 Co-co-co-cabaña
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
(I don't think I could watch you posing dead)

Get up get up
Get up get up

Come here and do the right thing
Get up and have a party get up
Get up

Abandoned by a suffragette
Given to a gang of git's
Sold to a pack of losers downtown Appalucia
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 "wooped-di-woo"-ed and they turned
And rode away)

Get up get up
Get up get up

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