Get Under It Songtext
von Robert Pollard

Now that you′ve gone on
Hang up the phone, move on
'Cos time is a battle for you bath girl
The dress isn′t flattering you
When you don't it like you do
You expect me to approve but I just won't

And you say I won′t let you choose, but I do
But now in growing away, you lose
You dissect and it breaks through
A little bit crawls inside of you
Well, I can′t wait no more
Arouse me to ultra maroon


You wrinkled old moon
The devil inside is never surprised
It's always on top of matters at hand
A broken old man, a ragged old bear
What′s really out there?
Get under it

You dissect and it breaks through
A little bit crawls inside of you
Well, I can't wait no more
Arouse me to ultra maroon

You wrinkled old moon
The devil inside is never surprised
It′s always on top of matters at hand
A broken old man, a ragged old bear
What's really out there?
Get under it

The devil inside is never surprised
It′s always on top of matters at hand
A broken old man, a ragged old bear
What's really out there?
Get under it