Man You Gotta Get Up Songtext
von The Apples in Stereo

You really can′t be late
To meet the heads of state
Fashionably fuming
If they have to wait
Running out the door
Man, you are an eyesore
Had no time for grooming
Groping for a foothold on the floor

You're always late
Or falling behind
Now, man, you gotta get up
And get there on time
You make people wait
Now make up your mind
Man, you gotta get up and get on the dime
Man, you gotta get up and get there on time


You wait until your turn
A living to be earned
Isn′t it familiar
The things we've learned?
Spend some time at school
Then work is like a whirlpool
Isn't it peculiar
The way we′re fooled into following the rules?

You′re always late
Or falling behind
Now, man, you gotta get up
And get there on time
You make people wait
Now make up your mind
Man, you gotta get up and get on the dime
Man, you gotta get up and get there on time

Running out the door
Man, you are an eyesore
Had no time for grooming
Groping for a foothold more and more


You're always late
Or falling behind
Now, man, you gotta get up
And get there on time
You make people wait
Now make up your mind
Man, you gotta get up and get on the dime
Man, you gotta get up and get there on time