I've gotta get up to get down and start all over again Head on down to the basement and shout Kick those white mice and black dogs out Kick those white mice and baboons out Kick those baboons and other motherfuckers out And get it on, get it on On the day that you got born They had to dig him from the ground They chipped him from the frozen snow They dug his monkey fingers But he had nowhere to go They dug his pink hair curlers They dug his sequined gown They dug his Stratocaster They dug his pornographic crown He's got some words of wisdom I got some words of wisdom He's got some words of wisdom I got some words of wisdom Get it on, get it on On the day that you got born He crawled out of the ooze He defied evolution He had green flippers and sang the blues He caused a revolution He got in the British Weeklies He got in the dailies too He drank panther piss And fucked the girls you're probably married to He's got some words of wisdom I got some words of wisdom He's got some words of wisdom I got some words of wisdom Get it on, get it on On the day that you got born Get it on, get it on, alright Get it on, get it on You gotta do The Vaughan, do The Vaughan Yeah, papa's down, papa's down Yeah, sweets is sweet, sweets is sweet Yeah, Tex is on, Tex is on And then one day he went away His neighbor claimed he'd shot him If he hadn't have disappeared The Tax man would have got him Yeah, but before I leave I call out from the storm For those who gave their lives So we could get it on Get it on, get it on On the day that you got born Get it on, get it on Get it on, get it on © MUTE SONG; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com