Just a little sleep A little slumber Little folding of the hands to rest It's what we tell ourselves but we know we're gonna just Lay here 'til 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 When we know full well that that ain't true
And now there’s wolves at every window Their mama's 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 the season's through Say we'll do it when we get around to it But it's already overdue
But 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 sudden lullaby Tomorrow's song has got us clinging To the promise of the by-and-by
And now there’s wolves at every window Their mama's 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