Get The Grip

Get The Grip

(words and music by Marc Harry)

My mother always taught me to be cautious

She said "Don’t smile at anyone"

My mother always taught me to be cautious

She said "Don’t shake with anyone"

I’m gonna lodge a complaint against my local temple

I just don’t 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 won’t get nothing in life unless you get the grip (repeat)

Playing blind mans buff

With a hangman’s noose around my neck

Shaking hands with my brother

With a dagger up against my chest

I can’t lodge a complaint against my local temple

Even though I don’t think that it sets a good example

‘Cos if you cross the Brotherhood

You can GAOTU Hell !

Get a grip

Get a grip of yourself

Because you won’t get nothing in life unless you get the grip (repeat)

Jehovah, Baal, Or Isis (Osiris)

Jah-Bul-On for hours and hours

I can’t see out the windows

And I feel the nasty powers

But I’ve had a word with the Great Architect

And now I’ve got a job as a police inspector

I’ve got what I wanted from life

But, architect, can you find me a wife ?

Get a grip

Get a grip of yourself

Because you won’t get nothing in life

You won’t get nothing in life

You won’t get nothing in life unless you get the grip (repeat)

That’s right !