| Tired of being clean, sick of being proper
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| I want to live among the beggars and dig out in the dirt
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| Step outside the walls we built to protect us
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| Don’t be afraid to get some mud on your face
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| Come on, come on everybody
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| Come on, come on and serve some one
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| Let’s get dirty, let’s get used
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| No matter where you come from if you’re beaten up or bruised
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| Let’s get foolish, let’s get free
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| Free to be the one thing, you were meant to be
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| Let’s get dirty
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| You might get a bruise or some blisters on your fingers
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| You might start to question or wonder what it’s worth
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| You might slip and fall from the burdens that you carry
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| But you can’t have this treasure till you dig it from the dirt
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| Come on, come on everybody
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| Come on, come on and serve someone
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| Let’s get dirty, let’s get used
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| No matter where you come from if you’re beaten up or bruised
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| Let’s get foolish, let’s get free
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| Free to be the one thing you were meant to be
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| Come on, come on everybody
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| Come on, come on and serve someone
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| Come on, come on everybody
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| Come on, come on and serve someone
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| Let’s get dirty, let’s get used
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| No matter where you come from if you’re beaten up or bruised
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| Let’s get foolish, let’s get free
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| Free to be the one thing you were meant to be
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| Let’s get dirty, let’s get used
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| No matter where you come from if you’re beaten up or bruised
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| Let’s get foolish, let’s get free
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| Free to be the one thing you were meant to be
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| Let’s get dirty, let’s get used
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| No matter where you come from if you’re beaten up or bruised
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| Let’s get foolish, let’s get free
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| Free to be the one thing you were meant to be |