Get It Together
Trunk of F.U.N.K. Lyrics
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Viva Español club Woo
Por favor ayuda me
My life
My Rules
My Time
I'll try my best
That's fine
I like it cuz it's
My life
My Rules
My Time
There are no small parts
Only small actors
That's right my spear holders!
The only thing I'll take from this place
Is a hollow darkness that rings through eternity
But the tenders on Friday are pretty sick too
No Karen, I'm not going to give back the station wagon
Because I don't have anywhere to live
Because you took the fucking house
And no I'm not drunk drunk right now
Hey, Johnny, get that camera out of here
My life
My Rules
My Time
I'll try my best
Then I'll die
That's fine
I like it cuz it's
My life
My Rules
My Time
I'll do
My fucking best
And then
I'll fucking die
So is this what you've been working on
Pretty much
I'm not in any of it
I actually made something a little more personal for you
Why do you do that, film stuff
Why not be in the moment like you said in the speech
I want something to show to our grandkids
Wow
Too smooth
Cheesy more like it
It's because you're special
And I wanted to make something that showed you how I felt
Instead of just telling you
I forgive you, but try words next time Kaufman
You bet, wanna get out of here
This movie sucks
No, I like the director
Yo Johnny that's going to state
Thanks bud but movies don't really go to state
My dick goes to state
One fucking scene this is absurd
I'll have an EGOT and you will rue the day
It's rue
I'll rue you
Garth, I thought about what Molly said and she's right
Lets try again
My Iron Maiden
Shut up and Nine Inch Nail me
Awww fuck yeah
Johnny where did you get this music
Ugh, I think Hank made it
Pop punk will never die
And that's key club
Hey Mr. H you wanna taste
Mrs. Terrence, oh wait you meant your flask
Ugh
Fuck it
My life
My Rules
My Time
I'll try my best
Then I'll die
That's fine
I like it cuz it's
My life
My Rules
My Time
I'll do
My fucking best
And then
I'll fucking die
My life, I'll do
My Rules
My Time, My fucking best
I'll try my best
Then I'll die
That's fine, And then
I like it cuz it's
My life, I'll fucking die
My Rules
My Time
The song Get It Together by Trunk of F.U.N.K. revolves around a couple who are struggling to come to terms with their relationship. The first few lines touch on their living situation, where the male partner is working for anyone to be able to afford a flat in the inner west. The woman is falsely practicing saying "I Do" or "I will," which indicates the conflict she has within herself to commit to the relationship. She is also afraid to tell him that she is going off the pill, which could lead to a potential unexpected pregnancy.
The song expresses their internal turmoil, where the woman clings to a photo of her partner while he is looking the other way. The male partner has anger towards his ex-girlfriend and father, which also adds to their chaotic state. They reach a point of desperation where they decide to get married, almost for the sake of it, and settling for something less than they thought they wanted, such as a mobile home, good record store and a public phone. The song's theme is 'if they cannot get it together, will it ever be just the two of them?'.
Overall, the song brings out the complex emotions and dilemmas of a struggling relationship, which often stems from their personal and external conflicts. However, their desire to make it work is evident in their willingness to settle for less and consider marriage.
Line by Line Meaning
To get up the bond for an inner west flat
In order to pay the deposit for a flat in the inner west, one must have a way to accumulate the necessary funds.
He'd work for anybody if he wasn't working for her dad.
He would take any job to make ends meet if he didn't already work for her dad.
She's practicing saying I do or I will, 'Cause she don't know how to tell him that she's going off the pill.
She's rehearsing for saying her wedding vows, but she's struggling with the idea of telling him that she's stopping birth control.
Her curtains are for certain that he'll talk about her ass, But she clings to his photo like a piece of broken glass.
She's afraid that he'll talk about her body behind her back, but she still holds on to a photo of him as if it's precious, despite its condition.
We can't get it together today. She's looking for his heart while he stares the other way.
They're having relationship problems and don't seem to be on the same page; while she wants to rekindle their love, he's unresponsive and distant.
He's dad is a nut, he's ex-girl is a slut. But he'll be yours forever if you just get it together.
His father is a difficult person to deal with, and his ex-girlfriend's reputation isn't ideal; however, if they can work through their issues, they can have a lasting future.
If we can't get it together, if we can't get it together. Is it ever gonna be just you and me?
If they can't make their relationship work, there's no hope for a future together.
So they met on Tuesday at the town hall steps, To get an eight by ten photo and a wedding date set.
They went to the town hall to secure a photo and a wedding date for their marriage.
We might as well do it next week, 'Cause we've met everybody that we're ever gonna meet.
They think they might as well get married next week because they've already met everyone they think they'll ever know.
Four seventy to Circular Quay. A present in your pocket for the TAB
They are taking a train to Circular Quay, and one of them has a present in their pocket, possibly for the TAB (an Australian betting agency).
Would you settle for a mobile home, A good record store and a public phone
Would you be okay with living in a mobile home with a good record store and a public phone as your main forms of entertainment and communication?
If we can't get it together, if we can't get it together. Is it ever gonna be just you and me?
Once again, if their relationship can't work out in a positive manner, there may not be any hope for them as a couple.
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Dillon Dewitt, Gabriel Regojo, Robert Meek
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