Get On

You'll do me no harm, I got the psalms in my pocket
If you wanna get to heaven, son, you're gonna need a rocket
You wanna make the pearly gate before they start to lock it
Once they lock it, oh you won't get in

See, hell's just heaven with the lights turned down
A few more fires we can dance around
And all my friends will be there anyhow
'Cause I've always been a sucker for sin

You gotta get on, get to moving
Get on, before the night's too cold
Get on, get to moving
Get on, before we're all too old
Get on

Well I was calm, then I was critical, but now I'm just inspired
Slow to go political but I'm getting fucking tired
Of the demon screaming freedom with her hair on fire
Saying kindness seals our fate

See, first we steal the land, and then we set the laws
Boundless plains with the fastened doors
Oh can't you see the irony, can't you see the flaws
Oh no we won't just wait

You gotta get on, get to moving
Get on, before the night's too cold
Get on, get to moving
Get on, before we're all too old
Get on

I'm feeling like this life for some's a little out of reach
When your coffee and your scones cost you twelve bucks each, but
I'm not here to scold you brother, I'm not here to preach
I say to each their own

But if we gave a little more, spent a little less
You take out what you need but you leave some for the rest
And pay some more attention to the pounding in your chest
And maybe just skip those scones

You gotta get on, get to moving
Get on, before the night's too cold
Get on, get to moving
Get on, before we're all too old
Get on
Get on