Ted Leo & The Pharmacists - Last Days текст песни

Woke up today, got on my way

Heard someone say

Oh, we're living in the last days

And being alone, I naturally thought of you



There's torture and rain

Your legs and pain, I came to play

And if we're living in the last days

Then maybe, baby there's a few things we ought to do



And all the weeping wonders will while away

But you're killed in conception

So there's no argument to what the man say

Last days



See, I wanna rave and misbehave, lay you on a grave


Oh, let's give it to these last days

And when the world don't end

We can sit back and laugh about that too



And with all the weird imponderables

Just crowding up the floor, is it really so dishonorable

To just get up and head for the door

In these last days?



And all the weird and uncomfortable

Things we need to say

Can you feel yourself come out from under them

As we get them out of the way

For these last days?