I cant believe what i am hearing, did we all forget the warning
All the servants in the house are fast asleep
The master is returning, will he find us serving?
Or will he find us tending only to our needs,
Hear what i say
I dont see him coming, but i heard hes on his way
Chorus:
Get up, get up, get your shoes on
I can tell you very plainly why hope is gone
Its crazy, how we got so lazy
Get up, get up, get a move on,
Its a revolutionary love phenomenon,
And plus, its gonna take all of us, (get up!)
You know the house is one big mess, and its partly our fault,
We didnt stand for what was right, when the world said right was wrong
Maybe fears the motivation, the fear of rejection
That kills our dissent with suicidal relevance,
Thats not the way
Love isnt weak, and it doesnt have to be trendy,
A watered down message does not reach anyone
Anymore than watered down truth builds you up
Those who love you need you to get over yourself
This is not about you this is about hell
