The last message you sent
Said I looked truly down
That I ought to come over
And talk about it
Well I wasn't down
I just wasn't smiling at you, yeah

As I look at us now it seems
That your slapping my back
As if it's alright
But it's not

I'm trying to get up
But you're pushing me down
Yeah, you're pushing me down
So I'll get up on my own
I'll get up on my own
Get up on my own
I'll get up on my own
Yeah, I'll get up on my own
I'll get up on my own
I'll get up on my own
I'll get up on my own, yeah

Now there's some grinning goon on my TV screen
Telling us all that
It's alright because
She wears this and
He said that and
If you get some of these
It'll all be alright
Yeah, if you get some of these
It'll all be alright
Well I refuse
To be a cynical goon
Passing the masses
An easy answer
'Cause it won't be alright
Oh no, it won't be alright
Oh no, it won't be alright
It won't be alright
Unless you get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
Why don't you get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
So come on get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
Unless you get up, get up
So come on get up, get up, yeah

Well I'm just a voice in your earpieces
Telling you no
It's not alright
You know you could have it so much better
You could have it so much better
If you tried, if you tried, if you tried, if you tried
So I'll get up on my own
If you get up on my own
Get up on my own
Baby, get up on my own, yeah
Get up on my own
So come on up on my own
Get up on my own
So get up on my own, yeah

Get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
That's right get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
Get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up, yeah

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY