Dirty

Tired of being clean, sick of being proper

I wanna live among the beggars

and dig out in the dirt

step outside the walls we built to protect us

don't be afraid to get some mud on your face

come on, come on everybody

come on, come on and serve someone

(chorus)

let's get dirty, let's get used

no matter where you come from

if you're beaten up or bruised

let's get foolish - let's get free

free to be the one thing you were meant to be

let's get dirty

you might get a bruise or some blisters on your fingers

you might start a question and wonder what it's worth

you may slip and fall from the burdens that you carry

but you can't have this treasure

'til you dig it from the dirt

come on, come on everybody

come on, come on and serve someone

(chorus)

come on, come on, everybody

come on, come on, serve somebody

come on, come on, everybody

come on, come on, serve somebody

(chorus x2)