Calling All Comrades Songtext
von Chris Mills

I woke up last night, I turned on the light
But the room just kept spinning
I thought I heard you scream, but you were fast asleep
And I knew what you were dreaming

Your face looked like the moon, reflected in a spoon
And outside a chorus of June bugs was singing
We are all just waiting in the wings

How could I forget the night that we first met?
I was playing in the parlor
You begged me for a song, and when I got it wrong
You said you were the master′s daughter


Then underneath the moon we began to spoon
While outside a chorus of June bugs was singing
We are all just waiting in the wings

And though we thought the evil empire
Would be returned into sand
It seems now all our battles were in vain
But if the half-light from this half-life
We are living goes disappearing
I know that our love will still remain

Now we're on the run with our sabers and our guns
Waiting for the final hour
When love will play its hand and the overlords of man
Will be stripped of all their power

Imprisoned on the moon, our comrades sharpen spoons
While their chorus goes rising to the heavens
We are all just waiting in the wings