I'm through the door and I'm not even sure where to look
Bunch of people round a table, laminated book
Elvis on the hook, couple people warming up
And I'm sure this used to be a proper pub
And she's like, guys, get your head up
Can see you're kind of fed up
Been mad since the merger, everybody got dressed up
I thought you liked getting messed up
So I'm like, right, fuck it, give it here
I'm wrapping up the fiscal year
Diamonds from the pressure
Double measure from my pissed up peers
She says she likes it when I'm like this
Yeah
And she's like, rise up, get your head out of the sand
And get yourself fired up, you won't ever come down
Cause I know, I know, I know
And I know, I know, I know
Rise up, get your head out of the sand
And get yourself fired up, you won't ever come down
Cause I know, I know, I know
And I know, I know, I know
I catch the look in her eyes
It's all tequila and pride
And if I pick the right tune, we're on for burger and fries
I've got a ballad or a banger or a compromise
Yeah
And so I ask if they'll know this
I'm pointing at a track list
Tough six months, sick of working in the office
Give me a mic, imma profit
Empty orchestra
So who pulls the strings, nearly my turn
Forgotten how to sing
So she's looking over, I can barely think
She says you got this
And then she leans in
Then she leans in
And she's like, rise up, get your head out of the sand
And get yourself fired up, you won't ever come down
Cause I know, I know, I know
Cause I know, I know
Cause heaven is other people, heaven is other people
Heaven is other people, oh
And she's like, rise up, get your head out of the sand
And get yourself fired up, you won't ever come down
Cause I know, I know, I know
And I know, I know, I know
Rise up, get your head out of the sand
And get yourself fired up, you won't ever come down
Cause I know, I know, I know
And I know, I know
And I know, I know
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