gotta get on gotta get on out
all these worried troubled thoughts
gotta get on out of my head
gotta get on out of my head
will I be on the streets tomorrow
will I have to beg and borrow
will I have to go back to the job I left behind
could you still make it with a guy who never made
it would you look into my eyes
if I were to go blind
gotta get on gotta get on out
all these worried troubled thoughts
gotta get on out of my head
gotta get on out of my head
will you leave me for another send me
running back to mother will I have the time to tell
you how I really feel Am I getting slower or are you
just talking faster do we need a bad disaster to
make it plain to see
all these worried troubled thoughts
gotta get on out of my head
out of my head
do I just feel like crying 'cause I'm sick and
tired of trying trying to convince you this ain't how it
has to be the ground you walk on's sacred the sky above
awaits you so cast all your frustrations to the bottomless sea
gotta get on gotta get on out
all these worried troubled thoughts
gotta get on out of my head
gotta get on out of my head
out of my head