作曲 : Grant Lee Phillips
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