Call to Glory lyrics
by Janelle Monáe
It is now 1954, 7:54 PM on your chronograph pyramid or sundial
Please find your way to the water. The Further, the Nile, the Amazon, the Tigris, the Mississippi, the Atlantic Ocean, a claw foot bathtub, a pool
Take your clothes off. Don't be afraid to be a freak! We are all family and lovers now
This is my voice saying, "Let there be jams!" Dive on in, swim 'til you see the light
We're waiting on y'all