Get Up (don`t Fight It) Lyrics

Get Up (don`t Fight It) lyrics

I'm past the point of no return 

Its do or die you see 

Oh im through with mysteries 

Of the beautiful symmetry 



This is a place I don’t care to be 

I tip my hat to this make believe 

Theres no doubt I cant control the pace 

No doubt about it 

So stamp your feet and 



Get up ! Don’t fight it 

Get up ! Don’t fight it 



Hear the conversation, steamy adoration 

For the phony eccentricity 

The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine 

Take two in the morning and youll be just fine 

This is a place I don’t care to be 

I tip my hat to this make believe 

Theres no doubt I cant control the pace 

No doubt about it 

So stamp your feet and 



Get up ! Don’t fight it 

Get up ! Don’t fight it 



Hear the conversation, steamy adoration 

For the phony eccentricity 

The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine 

Take two in the morning and youll be just fine 



Get up ! Don’t fight it 

Get up ! Don’t fight it