Get On Out

I gotta get on…

I 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…

I gotta get on out

All these worried, troubled thoughts

Gotta get on out of my head

Gotta get on out of my head

Now, 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 just getting slower or are you just talking faster?

Do we need bad disaster to make it plain to see?

That all these worried, troubled thoughts

Gotta get on out of my head

Gotta get on out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

Do I just feel like crying cause I'm sick and tried 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