Get up, back down, don't tell me what to do
Sit down, shut up, now let me preach to you
Do you feel the rhythm coursing through your veins?
Have you learned your lesson, do you know my name?
Quick to criticize, your colleagues do agree
But that's the cost of knowledge, the cost of being free
Get up, back down, don't tell me what to do
Sit down, shut up, now let me preach to you
Do you feel the rhythm coursing through your veins?
Have you learned your lesson, do you know my name?
Quick to criticize, your colleagues do agree
But that's the cost of knowledge, the cost of being free
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