Get On Songtext
von Shellfin

I made up my mind
It′s a perfect waste of space
It's a demonstration
Of a perfect time and place
So close to heaven
When I got no soul to sell
When I can′t see your face
I guess I'm doing well

Well, good enough for me
That's good enough
Well, good enough for me

A rocket to the glowing sun
You gotta get on, get on, get on
Destination oblivion
You gotta get on (Get on)
Back in space where I belong
You gotta get on, get on, get on
If you wanna get off
You gotta get on (Get on)


Forget the feast
Or forget that obligation
But what does it mean
For the plastic population?
We can never get enough
Are we born to think oh well?
When it comes to suicide
I guess I′m doing well

That′s good enough for me
It's good enough
That′s good enough for me

A rocket to the glowing sun
You gotta get on, get on, get on
Destination oblivion
You gotta get on (Get on)
Back in space where I belong
You gotta get on, get on, get on
If you wanna get off
You gotta get on (Get on)

Baby, when I get inside you
I'll be deep in outer space
The further I′m into the vacuum
The deeper that I'm getting you