| Tired of being clean, sick of being proper | 
| I want to 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 some one | 
| 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 to question or wonder what it’s worth | 
| You might slip and fall from the burdens 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 | 
| 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 | 
| Come on, come on everybody | 
| Come on, come on and serve someone | 
| Come on, come on everybody | 
| Come on, come on and serve someone | 
| 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, 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, 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 |