Get up, the needle has pricked a little finger.
She wants the beautiful child the blood will bring her.
You ask a question in the mirror.
Alas, no answer could be clearer.

[Chorus]
Get up, get up, you're borrowing time.
Get up, get up, you're borrowing time.

Get up, a substitute artist just reprieved you
Beware the flattery ruses have deceived you.
The kings of yesterday falling,
But you'll come when destiny's calling.

[Chorus]

I don't want anything anyway.
I was happy with what I had yesterday.
Who wants the whole weight of the world when it'll drag you down underground?

Today she's singing a song called Hallelujah
You stay, she's bringin' the poison apple to you.
Sun's up and reveille's playing
You know what everyone's saying.

[Chorus: x2

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER MANN