I went North to see the Stiff Little Fingers play
The kids in the Belfast were tearing it up
Jake is the punkest dude, I do declare
He's got a leather jacket and the spiky hair

We all fall down, so get up now
We all fall down, so get up now

Since '77 they've made music for me and you
Playing punk rock songs while the bombs they blew
Now I suspect these songs are about pain and strife
But I'll tell you this, they didn't waste their life

We all fall down, so get up now
We all fall down, so get up now

Why don't you get up and get out
Why don't you get up and get out, get out
Why don't you get up and get out
Why don't you get up and get out, get out