Lyrics and vocals by Lonnie Ray Atkinson.

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The roll is being called;
Are you here?
Are you here?

In case it isn't obvious:
This is your cue.
Your turn has come around,
And it's time for you to choose
I said: Your turn has come around,
And it's time for you to choose.

But you say, "It's just all too much",
Well you don't know the half -
You're waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft,
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.

And you just turn the channel
While everybody else gets the shaft,
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft,
You're waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.

There's a reason,
There's a reason,
Questions are not in fashion this season

Curiosity ain't patriotic,
And honesty is treason.

But that, my friend, don't give you the license to ignore
The stormclouds at the window and the drumbeat at the door,
I said: The stormclouds at the window and drumbeat at the door.

Still it's not trendy enough
For me to do the math.
I'm waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft,
Waiting for a hero,
waiting for the draft.

And I can't be bothered
More than a couple paragraphs.
I'm waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft,
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.

Are these blessings allowed?
Are these blessing too plentiful?

Are we too cynical to have dreams?
Or too ig'nant to be cynical?

Our appetites keep growing,
While progress is slowing.
Why's the going gotta get tough
Before the tough ever get going?
Why's the going gotta get tough
Before the tough ever get going?

And it's easy to get lost,
If you've never learned the path.
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft,
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.

And when you don't get the punch line,
You'll-know-who got the last laugh.
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft,
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft, c'mon.


The roll is being called;
Are you here?
Are you here?

We can't afford to keep quiet
While the inevitable draws near.

It's time to make a stand
And demand the world we want,
Or is all we claim to stand for,
Is it just a front?
I said: Is all we claim to stand for,
Is it just a front?

Is history just a bedtime story
As we sleep through our past?
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.
We're waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.


If I die before I wake,
What a fitting epitaph:
I was waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft,
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.

And Lord tell me
What will it take
For me to get off my ass?

Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.
Waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft.


If I die before I wake,
What a fitting epitaph:
I was waiting for a hero,
Waiting for the draft,
I was waiting for a hero,
I was waiting for the draft.