Rip It Up

When I first saw you, something stirred within me You were standing sultry in the rain If I could've held you, I would've held you Rip it up, and start again Rip it up, and start again Rip it up, and start again I hope to God you're not as dumb as you make out I hope to God, I hope to God And I hope to God I'm not as numb as you make out I hope to God, I hope to God And when I next saw you, my heart reached out for you My arms stuck like glue to my sides If I could've held you, I would've held you Joke rather than swallow my pride Rip it up, and start again Rip it up, and start again I hope to God you're not as dumb as you make out I hope to God, I hope to God And I hope to God I'm not as numb as you make out I hope to God, I hope to God And there were times I'd take my pen, and feel obliged to start again I do profess, that there are things in life that one can't quite express You know me, I'm acting dumb-dumb You know this scene is very humdrum And my favorite song's entitled "Boredom" Rip it up and start again I said rip it up and start again I said rip it up and rip it up and rip it up and rip it up Rip it up and start again Rip it up Rip it up Rip it up Rip it up and start again Rip it up Rip it up Rip it up Rip it up