I've gotta get up to get down and start all over again

Head on down to the basement and shout

Kick those white mice and black dogs out

Kick those white mice and baboons out

Kick those baboons and other motherfuckers out

And get it on get it on

On the day that you got born

They had to dig him from the ground

They chipped him from the frozen snow

They dug his monkey fingers

But he had no where to go

They dug his pink hair curlers

They dug his sequined gown

They dug his Stratocaster

They dug his pornographic crown

He's got some words of wisdom!

I got some words of wisdom!

He's got some words of wisdom!

I got some words of wisdom!

Get it on!

Get it on!

On the day that

You got born!

He crawled out of the ooze

He defied evolution

He had green flippers and sang the blues

He caused a revolution

He got in the British weeklies

He got in the dailies too

He drank panther piss and fucked the girls you're probably married to

He's got some words of wisdom!

I got some words of wisdom!

He's got some words of wisdom!

I got some words of wisdom!

Get it on!

Get it on!

On the day that

You got born!

You gotta do The Vaughan (do The Vaughan!)

Yeah, papa's down (papa's down!)

Sweets is sweet (sweets is sweet!)

Tex is on (tex is on!)

Then one day he went away

His neighbour claimed he'd shot him

If he hadn't of disappeared

The Taxman would have got him

Yeah but before I leave

I call out from the storm

For those who gave their lives

so we could get it on!

Get it on!

Get it on!

On the day that

You got born!

Get it on!

Get it on!

Get it on!

Get it on!