Gotta Move

What are you going to do The World's spinning and yet You haven't made a move I've been trying, fighting, breaking rules Sunday resting, Monday the blues Tuesday grants me leeway to do leisure All the things I say I'm gon' do I've been kinda restless this banging in my head I'm so used to stressing hair falls out of my head This ain't nothing to me Writings on the wall, an average day in the fall S.A.D is that what it is called I gotta move I gotta move I gotta move Let's get it Let's get it Let's get it Can you tell me how to get up Can you tell me how to wake up Can you tell me how to shape up Can you tell me how to go on Feels like I have been here before Buried under questions, and being unsure Someone call the doctor I need an antidote Doctor, Doctor, Doctor There's a lump in my throat, doctor A hole in my heart, a missing piece up above, where to start I got enemies around me looking sweet and so tantalizing You know I wake up, shape up, go on with my days Damn I hope today will be a good one I gotta move I gotta move I gotta move Let's get it Let's get it Let's get it Said I gotta move I gotta I gotta move