You should pull up your socks girl

You should be calling in the favours

You should be putting the hours

You should pull your self together

There's a limp to my walk

I speak wisdom when I talk

And I will ride you up to heaven

If you pull yourself together

And all you favourite authors

That wrote all your favourite books

Which had all your favourite words

They do nothing for you now

You should be lying on your back

With a glow in your heart

And I will ride you up to heaven

If you pull yourself together