God I hate your needles and Your dirty little vial of pills I guess I love the sweat you put me through I know I love your body Like I used to love your mind But now your soul's a slave To all the things you use I put you in the tub babe With five big pounds of ice If you don't get back up I don't know what I'll do I've walked around the room Here nearly 37 Times Can you hear me now And am I getting through
Get up, get back up Get up, get back up
I thought I heard you laughing I thought I heard you scream I thought I heard some wailing Like lovers in heat I thought maybe we'd been Somewhere that we've never seen Still you lie so still like A china doll lost in a summer dream
Here I am way down here Way down upon my knees You're looking awfully blue We were having such a good time We were having so much fun now We'll lock the door change the sheets But how do I get to you
Get back up, get up babe Get up babe, get back up
I feel like the walls Are closing in get back up You look like a china doll So pale and so thin Get back up and make me laugh The way you used to do
Compositor: Thomas William Cochrane ECAD: Obra #20778638