Waiting for the Call

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Jack Bruce - Pop

Waiting for the Call

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Livin' in a tower The last one that can stand I hold the royal magnet I'm the king of all this land Master of this ship And all I can survey If you want to join Then you have to pay I'm standing by the breach Plugged in with my thumb Still waiting for the call Though it may never come Sweating in the mirror Though my head is frozen stiff My bathroom starts to melt And run over the cliff The view that I command Makes people gape in awe My military band Blows down the thickest door I'm standing on the brink Just outside the slum Still waiting for the call Though it may never come Drivin' in my car The only one with wheels Got thе freedom of the city You know how good that feels There's not a lot to see Of what is goin' down I keep it undеr wraps Till the night comes around I'm standing on the deck Swigging naval rum Still waiting for the call Though it may never come

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Credits

Writers
  • Jack Bruce
  • Peter Brown (UK)