Lyrics Get Up! (Don't Fight It) - The Datsuns

I'm past the point of no return
It's do or die you see
Oh, I'm through with mysteries
Of the beautiful symmetry

This is the place I don? t care to be
I tip my hat to this make believe
There's no doubt I can't control the pace
No doubt about it, so stamp your feet and

Get up, don? t fight it
Get up, don? t fight it

Hear the conversation, steamy adoration
For the phony eccentricity
The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine
Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine

This is the place I don? t care to be
I tip my hat to this make believe
There's no doubt I can't control the pace
No doubt about it, so stamp your feet and

Get up, don? t fight it
Get up, don? t fight it

Get up and say the conversation, steamy adoration
Phony eccentricity
The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine
Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine

Get up, don? t fight it
Get up, don? t fight it
And don't fight

Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up