Grant-Lee Phillips - Mobilize lyrics

High time to mobilize The work we'll do High time to synchronize Gather our crew A secret battlefield Lies within you War is the cost Of fighting off the truth Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We're gonna fight the good fight Well, no one's dragging you along On a Saigon summer night Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa You're gonna come to realize When your belly's in the trench Then your heart's gotta mobilize I'll be a spy for hire I'll plant the bug Eavesdrop on sweet desire Go undercover But you must promise To stop fighting off the truth Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We're gonna fight the good fight Well, no one's dragging you along On a long, long summer night Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa You're gonna come to realize When your belly's in the trench Then your heart's gotta mobilize My enemy grows stronger As I pace the floor and wonder how I've let it come this way My enemy is part of me The last one that I wish to meet In battle face to face Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa