There's a pretty thing up on the shelf You can't reach it by yourself Close your eyes and let me Shake it down, shake it down, shake it When this town is closed up tight You knock all day and walk all night You don't have to force it Shake it down, shake it down, shake it If it's all up in your head And never comes to bed Raise your hands up Shake it down, shake it down, shake it When the spirit leaves you lost and weak Shake it down, shake it down, shake it Shake it, shake it down Shake it, shake it