The crusaders and their stooges All you renegade rulers All you spotlight fugitives All you shakers, all you movers All you cutthroat dealers And you small-time users All you turncoat schemers All you victors, all you losers
You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on
There's a lighthouse on a battered shore Gotta fight now, never mattered more And the black tongues spitting poison Spare no one Gotta keep on, gotta keep on Till the Ghosts of War come marching in They've been reborn, they're free from sin
You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on
This is the last crusade we're on You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on
Now tell me, who do I look like to you? Someone you thought you knew Drinking wine in the afternoon A rebel today is tomorrow's tycoon Arm in arm, arm in arm We are our father's sons and daughters, one by one Marching off to kingdom come And we're hunting down We're trying to find
The architects of the wasted mind And the way we laugh and the way we live Brace for the aftermath Something's got to give
You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on