stand up sit down get your feet off the ground put them back where they belong now get your head out the clouds fly straight twist of fate crash land but don t wait up now all the plans and all the plots are laid out like bullets barreling to your head you can t be trusted so you must be goaded yeah stand proud start to shake lose your faith say a prayer on the take or be a pauper call your mom kill your guides sis and bros hand in hand all the while seems you re on your own clean your ass take a shit on the can lose your wit laugh aloud or cry a river all the plans and all the plots are laid out like bullets barreling to your head you can t be trusted so you must be goaded yeah the line that they re feeding take the bull by the horns i take it all with a grain of salt i blow my own horn i matador the facts snap the cape snap my fingers snap decision is how i choose so stand up sit down get your feet off the ground put them back where they belong now break a law pay the tax keep busy relax try to wax on your old hopes now sleep around close your legs clean your mind tap a keg learn to lose and mend some hearts now all the plans and all the plots are laid out like bullets barreling to your head you can t be trusted so you must be goaded yeah the line that they re feeding take the bull by the horns i take it all with a grain of salt i blow my own horn i matador the facts snap the cape snap my fingers snap decision is how i choose
['columbus ohio indie', 'garage rock', "punk 'n' roll", 'punk blues']