Get up!

My alarm is a warning screaming every morning, 'Get Up!'
It's kill or be killed, so pop that pill and get up
Everybody's looking to roll them sevens
Got the fear of God, and the promise of Heaven
Is a corporate ladder, so you better get stepping
Get up!

If ya go to their schools and follow their rules, you'll get up
You know I took that bet and just watched my debt blow up

Now I'm tired of living just to pay the rent
Giving my life to the one percent
The good times came and the good times went
So get up!

Well, everybody I know is about to blow
So blow up!
They can't run the show if there ain't nobody shows up
We're tired of living just to pay the rent
Giving our lives to the one percent
The good times came and the good times went

Like sands through the hourglass
Numbers on their list
I don't know what we're dying for
But I ain't going out like this
So get up!



Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Morse, Clay Rose, Don Ambory, Kevin Matthews
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