Texty: Juliette And The Licks. Get Up.

All the pretty girls are on fire, burned up by this city
I been told, I'm a real live wire, who broke the rules of the game
I picked up like a rolling stone and I hit the towns up north
Every tune I sung became home and now I'm calling 'em yours

You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up

So you got yourself a rock 'n' roll band
And you're playing with the queen of hearts in your hand
And my father told me, yeah, you're the only one
Who can shake up the midnight sky and bring it the sun

You can't tiptoe across the stage of your brother's sacred playground
You gotta show 'em how to really light it up
And watch out when the roof comes down
I know a few things about love and blues and loss
It's just a thrill to stay alive, no matter what you think it costs

You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up

So you got yourself a rock 'n' roll band
And you're playing with the queen of hearts in your hand
And my father told me, yeah, you're the only one
Who can shake up the midnight sky and bring it the sun

Hey, hey, get up, get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey

So you got yourself a rock 'n' roll band
And you're playing with the queen of hearts in your hand
And my father told me, yeah, you're the only one
Who can shake up the midnight sky and bring it the sun

So you got yourself a rock 'n' roll band
And you're playing with the queen of hearts in your hand
You know my father told me, yeah, you're the only one
Who can shake up the midnight sky and bring it the sun