Get Up

Hey, look at that
He's got a pulse
I was getting tired
Of watching him convulse
Poor cad
Never quite learned how to keep his head up
When they were fed up
They wouldn't let up
Madman, get up
This ain't no set up
Madman, get up
Oh madman, no one cries for you
Else it were a time lost a-listening to them



Credits
Writer(s): John Sweeney
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