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

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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