Sort It Out

What you think you waiting for?
Time is slipping by the waistside
You turn a day into a month or more
Lazy, waiting for the coming tide

But every day is just the same in your life
All the faces look the same in your eyes
You tell your frineds you're gonna change it's all lies

Back it up
Sort it out
and don't apologise
x2

You've got to get up on your feet
(get up off your backside)
You got to get up off your knees
(get up off your backside)
And wait in line is not for me
(get up off your backside)
I've got to get just what I need
(get up off your backside)

What you think you waiting for?
Time is slipping by the waistside
You turn a day into a month or more
Lazy, waiting for the coming tide

But every day is just the same in your life
All the faces look the same in your eyes
You tell your frineds you're gonna change it's all lies

Back it up
Sort it out
and don't apologise
x2

You've got to get up on your feet
(get up off your backside)
You got to get up off your knees
(get up off your backside)
And wait in line is not for me
(get up off your backside)
I've got to get just what I need
(get up off your backside)



Credits
Writer(s): Bret Mckenzie, Toby Laing, Barnaby Richard Weir, Daniel Edmund Weetman
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