Lyrics:

Tired of being clean, sick of being proper, I want to live among the beggers 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 some one. Chrous: Let's get dirty, let's get used, no matter where you come from, if your beatten up or brused, 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 bruse, or some blisters on your fingers, you might start to question or wonder what it's worth, you might slip and fall from the burdans that you carry, but you can't have this treasure till you dig it from the dirt. Come on Come on everybody, Come on Come on and serve someone Repeat Chrous Come on Come on everybody, Come on Come on and serve someone, Come on Come on everybody, Come on Come on and serve someone Repeat Chrous