Wake Up

Just a little sleep, a little slumber Little folding of the hands to rest That's what we tell ourselves But we know we're gonna just Lay here till the sun's gone west

But there are foxes in the garden And there's an armed man at the door

When the wind is right, and the skies show favor When the heat has died and the day is cool We tell ourselves that we'll do it later But we know full well that that ain't true

And now there's wolves at every window The mob is breaking down the door

Come on, we gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up I hear them coming back for more Gotta wake up

Oh, we say we'll do it when things settle down, we say we'll do it when this season's through We say we'll do it when we get around to it But it's already overdue

And there are foxes in the garden And there's an armed man at the door

Tomorrow's song is a siren singing, Such a sweet and subtle lullaby Tomorrow's song has got us clinging To the promise of the by and by

And now there's wolves at every window The mob is breaking down the door

Come on, we gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up I hear them coming back for more Come on, we gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up Oh, I think they're gathering for war We gotta wake up

We gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up I hear them coming back for more Come on, we gotta wake up We gotta wake up We gotta wake up Oh, I think they're gathering for war