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And if any last one of you ever likes to be part of this war, part of it, you get out, you
Get out, you get out, one two oh,

I met a lot of friends who were cool
But a lot of them were jerks
And when I found about the trouble I was causing
It only made me act even worse.
I played a lot of horrible songs
Yeah, a lot of them were bad
And when I listen back to the way I used to play,
It only made me even more mad

I used to take what I wanted for free
I only ever saw what I wanted to see
We were jerks, we were bad and that's all I ever wanted to be.

Tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up
Tear it up all night
Tear it up up up up up up up
Tear it up tear it up all right
Tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up
Tear it up all night
Tear it up up up up up up up
Tear it up tear it up all right.

Come on, you've got none, you want it
You can't give in, you get out, you're bad come on.

I never cared much about rules
And I did what I wanted in school
I hung out on my own, I went it alone
And I probably really looked like fool.

But I did it like I'm top of the rope,
And I'll do it like I'm top of the rope.
Until I let go, until I let go,
I'll always tear it up on my own.

Tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up
Tear it up all night
Tear it up up up up up up up
Tear it up tear it up all right
Tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up
Tear it up all night
Tear it up up up up up up up
Tear it up tear it up all right.

Tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up
Tear it up all night
Tear it up up up up up up up
Tear it up tear it up all right
Tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up
Tear it up all night




Tear it up up up up up up up
Tear it up tear it up all right.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Wyman Bill's song Jitterbug Boogie convey a rebellious spirit with an anti-authoritarian tone. The lines “And if any last one of you ever likes to be part of this war, part of it, you get out, you / Get out, you get out, one two oh” seem to address a group of people, possibly fellow musicians or a general anti-establishment crowd, and suggest that anyone who does not want to resist authority should leave. The next few lines describe a past where the singer was careless and oblivious, hanging out with “a lot of friends who were cool” but also “a lot of them were jerks”. The lines “I only ever saw what I wanted to see / We were jerks, we were bad and that's all I ever wanted to be” suggest an admission of guilt, but at the same time, there seems to be a sense of pride in this nonconformity that elevates the singer above others who conform to society's norms.


The chorus is a repetition of the phrase “Tear it up” which seems to emphasize this rebelliousness and anarchic energy. The lines "I never cared much about rules / And I did what I wanted in school / I hung out on my own, I went it alone / And I probably really looked like fool" suggest a disregard for authority figures and societal norms. The final lines, “But I did it like I'm top of the rope, / And I'll do it like I'm top of the rope. / Until I let go, until I let go, / I'll always tear it up on my own” seem to suggest a desire for self-determination and a refusal to bow to external pressures.


Line by Line Meaning

And if any last one of you ever likes to be part of this war, part of it, you get out, you
If anyone wants to be involved in my lifestyle of rebellion and destruction, they need to fully commit and not hesitate. If they don't want to fully commit, they need to walk away.


Get out, you get out, one two oh,
Anyone who can't handle the intensity of my lifestyle needs to leave immediately.


I met a lot of friends who were cool But a lot of them were jerks And when I found about the trouble I was causing It only made me act even worse.
I had a lot of friends, but some of them negatively influenced me. When I realized the problems I was causing to myself and others, I acted out even more.


I played a lot of horrible songs Yeah, a lot of them were bad And when I listen back to the way I used to play, It only made me even more mad
I created a lot of subpar music, and listening to my old work only made me more irritated with my past self.


I used to take what I wanted for free I only ever saw what I wanted to see We were jerks, we were bad and that's all I ever wanted to be.
I was selfish and only saw the world through my own lens. I desired to be a rebellious troublemaker.


Tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up Tear it up all night Tear it up up up up up up up Tear it up tear it up all right Tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up tear it up Tear it up all night Tear it up up up up up up up Tear it up tear it up all right.
Repeatedly stating to destroy everything in sight, both throughout the night and during the day.


Come on, you've got none, you want it You can't give in, you get out, you're bad come on.
Encouraging others to stand up for themselves and take what they want, even if it means breaking rules or causing trouble.


I never cared much about rules And I did what I wanted in school I hung out on my own, I went it alone And I probably really looked like fool.
I had little regard for authority and acted independently in school, potentially appearing foolish to others.


But I did it like I'm top of the rope, And I'll do it like I'm top of the rope. Until I let go, until I let go, I'll always tear it up on my own.
I acted with confidence and determination, feeling like I was in control of my own life. I will continue to act this way until I decide to let go.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DAVID PAUL BURLISON, JOHNNY BURNETTE, DORSEY W., JR. BURNETTE

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@brahimiamar4471

Frampton, underated guitar master. Love him. Blues and groove are uncommon in such tunes. Hot and spicy Melody.
Hammond organ kills too.

@MarcelDekker-il3vw

Hier is niks aan verkloot (een geweldig lied)

@tonybassgomez8330

Happy Birthday Mr. Wyman! 🥂🎶

@minjcj1961

Frampton killed that guitar solo. LOVED IT!

@tonicest7304

Peter Frampton sensacional, The blues, The feeling!

@taichifenghuang

One of the best stone's songs thank you so much for sharing ❤

@theresaobrien4338

Mic Jagger and Keith Richards, I am in love with you for your writing and musical talent. Great music. Terry

@inakiamundarain

Credits to Billy Preston, the real composer

@danielrussell446

Absolutely brilliant remember seeing this live at Birmingham symphony hall with this rhythm
Kings line up the ovation at the end from the sell out audience raised the roof

@jhutch888

I love how Bill always looks both pissed and bored when he plays lol

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