Get Up

I went North to see the Stiff Little Fingers play The kids in the Belfast were tearing it up Jake is the punkest dude I do declare He got a leather jacket, and the spikey hair

We all fall down So get up now We all fall down So get up now

Since '77 they've made music for me and you Playing punk rock songs while the bombs they blew And now I suspect these songs are about pain and strife But I'll tell you this they didn't waste their life

We all fall down So get up now We all fall down So get up now

Why don't you get up and get out? Why don't you get up and get out? Get out Why don't you get up and get out? Why don't you get up and get out? Get out