From the recording The Original and Genuine
Lyrics
Last One at the Party
A broken high heel an’ a lipstick smear
I seen you before yea, hanging round here
Must a been a beauty now you look half dead
Dawn at the station and you’re out of your head
Where have you come from lonesome stranger
Lonesome stranger where will you go
Are you the last one at the party
That ended thirty years ago.
Two weeks stubble an’ a cockeyed grin
The club kids laugh at the mess you’re in
A threadbare lion golden mane turned grey
To drunk and to stoned just to slink away
Chorus
The sweet voice was gonna take you far
Now as cracked and as broken as the old guitar
Swollen fingers thrash at the sagging strings
As the star stands alone on the corner and sings
Chorus
SOLO
Now some left early, and they survived
And some stayed on and they mostly died
And some went crazy but still you tread
The rictus shuffle of the dancing dead
Chorus
© Willi Kerr 2010