Get The Grip

(words and music by Marc Harry)

 

My mother always taught me to be cautious

She said "Donít smile at anyone"

My mother always taught me to be cautious

She said "Donít shake with anyone"

Iím gonna lodge a complaint against my local temple

I just donít think that it sets a good example

I had a Constant Trust in you But its been blown sky high.

 

Get a grip

Get a grip of yourself

Because you wonít get nothing in life unless you get the grip (repeat)

 

Playing blind mans buff

With a hangmanís noose around my neck

Shaking hands with my brother

With a dagger up against my chest

I canít lodge a complaint against my local temple

Even though I donít think that it sets a good example

ĎCos if you cross the Brotherhood

You can GAOTU Hell !

 

Get a grip

Get a grip of yourself

Because you wonít get nothing in life unless you get the grip (repeat)

 

Jehovah, Baal, Or Isis (Osiris)

Jah-Bul-On for hours and hours

I canít see out the windows

And I feel the nasty powers

But Iíve had a word with the Great Architect

And now Iíve got a job as a police inspector

Iíve got what I wanted from life

But, architect, can you find me a wife ?

 

Get a grip

Get a grip of yourself

Because you wonít get nothing in life

You wonít get nothing in life

You wonít get nothing in life

You wonít get nothing in life unless you get the grip (repeat)

 

Thatís right !

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