@sueshealey6847

1 year ago

Well, I might dig up Elvis or travel the States Bathe in margaritas, and then just sit and wait Oh, I think I'd go speeding down the 405 Bury my lovers, evaluate life Oh, I'd break into Cher's house, and try on some clothes Probably drink more, and then decompose Maybe I'd settle on the silent West Coast Steal all the jewels, talk to Julia's ghost But even before I did all that I planned I'd probably go crazy, and then I'd turn mad And I'd give me some pills that probably wouldn't work And that'd be the end of the last man on Earth Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah) That'd be the end of the last man on Earth That'd be the end of the last man on Earth Oh, I'd walk on the runway where airplanes take off Swim out to sea, let the loneliness rot And I'd steal all the wax girls down in L.A. Invite them for dinner, and ask them to stay And I might take a bat to a window or two Drive on a tractor through the president's room And I might take a mannequin to be my spouse Invade a cathedral and make it my house I'm counting the days to the rapture Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah) That'd be the end of the last man on Earth That'd be the end of the last man One, two, three, four and five There go my friends, all dropping like flies Six, seven, eight, nine and ten Here's to the last man on Earth in the end One, two, three, four and five There go my friends, all dropping like flies Six, seven, eight, nine and ten Here's to the last man on Earth in the end Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah) That'd be the end of the last man on Earth That'd be the end of the last man on Earth

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