Killing time Watching signs I'm waitin'... See on the other side of town I've seen the walls come tumblin' down So I've come here to make you shakin' Get up, get up, get up, get up Oh come on, come on, come on, why don't you come on
When East meets West There's gonna be one hell of a mess When East meets West There's gonna be one hell of a mess When East meets West
There's a finger on the trigger of a very troubled mind Working for the love of Satan There's no blisters on his fingers There's no blood on his clothes But I've seen the world that he's been makin'
So get up, get up, get up, get up Oh come on, come on, come on, why don't you come on