Get up, sit down, get up, get up, sit down
Sit up, get down, sit up, sit up, get down
Shut up, speak up, shut up, shut up, speak up
What's up, you look confused
Confused, abused and bruised
You look to me as if you lost your mind
Tell me have you lost your

Mind your manners in hell
You don't think they're gonna decorate you
Free pass when you kill your neighbor
Back stage you'll hang out with your maker

Get up, get on the bus, you going on a trip
I promise your blasting straight to paradise
You sit on a throne, you get 1000 wives
Your shower on gold you live 1000 lives
For God you take your own and others lives
Tell me have you lost your

Mind your manners in hell
You don't think they're gonna decorate you
Free pass when you kill your neighbor
Back stage you'll hang out with your maker
You know there's no turning back
Up side, down side