Get up and Dig It

Getting by ain't enough, Jack, you wanna fly
Well your heart is calling to me, turn around, dig it, pop an eye
Just make a lie and doubt them, don't let no one take you in
If you've got a horn, blow it, you've got a bell, ring it
If you've got no bicep, raving ain't no sin

If you fell with me and held under, don't you wanna moan?
Well your heart is calling to me, turn around, dig it, freakout zone
Don't bow with your head for no mortgage
Just living high on the horse

If you hear the bells ringing, you can't stop singing
Just wait for the crying, get your hands off the Lord
I've been there sober and I'm believing
No one said you're coming
No, I don't know you're leaving
I don't really know at all
Forget the times you did it wrong and blew it
Don't let 'em hold you down
Get up and do it, do it, do it

If you're young, learn what is living, you've gotta use your head
Well your heart is calling to me, turn around, dig it,
Let 'em see I ain't dead

Get your mind and your stereo blasting
Get your both feet flat on the floor
Then you hear it right, keep on through the night
When you run out of blues, you just yell out for more

Taking the time to see that you've been
Not much work, don't screw it up
You're babbling insane, babbling insane
Like the brothers that are playing
You felt the pain through it
Don't let 'em hold you down
Get up and do it, do it, do it



Credits
Writer(s): Olly Halsall, Mike Patto, Clive Griffiths, John Halsey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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