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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 dont 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, dont fight it Get up, dont 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 dont 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, dont fight it Get up, dont 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, dont fight it Get up, dont fight it And don't fight Get up, get up Get up, get up Get up, get up Get up, get up