[Intro: Count Bounce]
(Get up, come on)
(Get up, come on)
(Don't get stuck)
[Chorus: Count Bounce]
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
[Verse 1: Count Bounce]
I got a good fan, a valuable lady
And we used to live close, then she moved away, yeah
She was having a seachange, then she met a man
With working hands and a bitter can
Well, what can you do? You give 'em your blessings and give a damn
Well hold up, a couple months later (What happened?)
It turns out her man is something of a hater
So far away from us was an emotional cripple sounding dangerous
Well I said "Get out" and she said "Hold on"
And the tone went dead on the telephone, come on
[Chorus: Count Bounce, Joelistics]
Get up, get up
(Pack up your bags and move on)
Get up, get up
(Don't let this madness go on)
Get up, get up
(Pack up them bags and move on)
Get up, get up
(Don't let this madness go on)
[Verse 2: Joelistics]
He was a young man out to get what he could, man
A prodigal son who would never let anyone inside his head
Never the less, he'd captured this girl with a head full of dreams under her curls
She'd changed his world, but couldn't sustain it
Complicated, that was his life, it seems
He wasn't all bad, he dreamt of a fam
He never had anything to do with his dad
Quick to get mad and raise up his fists and fuck with the things he treasured the most
Treating his girl like property, never been taught how to love properly
Jealously burning his brain
A poisonous venom, aggression, he's making no sense
Preventing her leaving and seeing her friends
Telling her things that sounded like threats
No one could guess why she was with him
"Tomorrow, he's gonna be different" Is he?
[Chorus: Count Bounce, Joelistics]
Get up, get up
(Pack up your bags and move on)
Get up, get up
(Don't let this madness go on)
Get up, get up
(Pack up them bags and move on)
Get up, get up
(Don't let this madness go on)
[Bridge: Count Bounce]
He gets you down
He gets you down
Just look around, I know it always seems so hard to get it out
He gets you down
He gets you down
Just look around, I know it always seems so hard to get it out
[Chorus: Count Bounce, Joelistics]
Get up, get up
(Pack up your bags and move on)
Get up, get up
(Don't let this madness go on)
Get up, get up
(Pack up them bags and move on)
Get up, get up
(Don't let this madness go on)