Nik Kershaw - Get Up Lyrics
It's dark in there and you're quite unawareThat the cracks on the ceiling are mocking youYour airless bag, your dust in a shaft of lightAnd you think you mightYeah you might stay there all dayHeh hehGet up, get on your feetGet up, don't go back to sleepGet up, life is bitter sweetAnd it's all going on without youYou're safe in there, no sharks anywhereNot a soul to get you doing what you don't wantGo on pretend it's Sunday again, it's Sunday againIt's so warm in there, feels like camembertAll the things you'd do if only you had the energyYou bargain for just ten minutes more of thisWhen a prince's kissTurns you into a swanDream onGet up, get on your feetGet up, don't go back to sleepGet up, life is bitter sweetAnd it's all going on without you