Get Up Songtext

Chinese Man

von Racing With The Sun

Get Up Songtext
But standing in water up to their knees
Three very unimportant little people
Where doing the best they could with an idea
And that's about all they had.
And I don't know
Maybe that night these three people were making history
But anyway what I'm telling to tell you folks is
Here we are.

Huh. Shit
We're getting up
We're getting up
Chinese Man, wassup?

Get up to get down
Get up to get down
Get up to get down
Get up to get down
Get get up get up
Get get up get up
Get get down

Fresh coast
Huh huh
So active
Huh

You know what it is
Get up get up to get down
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
And a grindstone to your nose
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
And a grindstone to your nose
Get up

Get up get out and get your stock up.
Find a group of chickens sippin' get the flock drunk.
Contribute to the party treat it like a potluck.
You best believe I'm gettin' up tomahawk dunk.

We gotta suit up, then clock in and go work.
Grinding hard and I ain't strikin' 'til my toes hurt.
It ain't a secret ain't no need to be so covert.
I keep it straight up, most of ya'll ain't go no vert.

Let's keep it real
We gotta move to keep the wheels rollin'
Rock until our heels swolen, walk until they feel broken
Stopping for no blockin' obstacle just like a real trojan,
Why ya'll swervin' faded like you drink banana peel potion.

Get off the gravel and just quit the moanin',
'Cause I am never slippin homie, ya'll be trippin slowly.
Ya'll are hoarders steady lying in the clutter.
It's easy to look up when your mind's in the gutter.

Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
And a grindstone to your nose
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
And a grindstone to your nose
Get up

[?]

Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
And a grindstone to your nose
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
And a grindstone to your nose
Get up

[?]

Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
And a grindstone to your nose
Get up, get out, you lazy lout
Get into your working clothes
Up to your knees in oil and grease
And a grindstone to your nose
Get up
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