Reveille

Gotta get up man
Gotta get up man
Gotta get up man
Gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up

Tear out the pages man
Burn the book
Turn in the script man
Don't you dare take another look

Turn the corner man
Set the pace
Take that step man
Run your race

Gotta get up man
Gotta get up man
Gotta get up man
Gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up

Assemble your players man
Build your stage
It ain't gonna be built for you
Not today

The bowels of the Holy City are quaking man
We don't have long
Tell your story man
Sing your song

Gotta get up man
Gotta get up man
Gotta get up man
Gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up

Somewhere at The Crossroads
Near the corner of Calhoun at King
A young man dances naked in the rain
And a squeaky streetsweeper sings
A 5AM Requiem for my Bestest Friend and Me
in the Red-Green-Glow-Go-Light of Reveille

Gotta get up man
Gotta get up man
Gotta get up man
Gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up

Gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up gotta get up



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Falvey
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