LYRICS
It was back seventy five
I was living the hippie life
Driving round town in my Plymouth satellite
Drinking with the boys on Friday night
Well my brother Joe he gave me a job
But most days my head was in a fog
One fine day when I was putting up the stock
Joe came by to give me a little talk
Chorus:
Get your ass in gear
If you want to work here
Wake up and smell the roses my friend
To get the most out of life
You got to look it in the eye
The weak of heart don’t make it in the end
Cause there’s a big train a coming round the bend
So I learned how to slice a porterhouse
How to handle money at the check out
How to manage my emotions in the midst of a crowd
What hard work was really all about
But then it came time for me to leave
To go off to the university
Old Joe put a case of beer in my back seat
And with a tear in his eye he said to me
Chorus
Well the years at the market rolled on by
But Joe collapsed in the night
When the doctor came in and saw such sorry sight
He said boy that heart of yours it ain’t right
So he went down for the major surgery
But before he did he ordered next week’s beef
After it was over he knew he was not deceased
He heard his wife Nancy saying tenderly:
Get your ass in gear
If you want to stay her
Wake up and smell the roses my friend
To get the most out of life
You got to look it in the eye
The weak of heart don’t make it in the end
We’ve got five deliveries around the bend
As for me well I’ve traveled far and wide
I saw the Champs Elysee lit up and night
But across the world there is not a better sight
Than brother Joe a sharpening his knife
Yes indeed my life is pretty blessed
Though of course some of my demons will not rest
And when my mind gets lazy and I think I need to rest
I hear some words that you can probably guess
Get your ass in gear
If you want to stay here
Wake up and smell the roses my friend
To get the most out of life
You got to look it in the eye
The weak of heart don’t make it in the end
There’s a big train a comin’ round the bend
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