Get It On

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 properly married too
 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!