Lay me down under foreign stars Stoking the coals in the fire I've run so far, they're still So hot on my heels
And I'll be the last man alive Let me sleep for a hundred years All these memories and patterns they twist and they turn in the dark I came here to talk won't you Remember me lovely
But nothing is the same anymore Rip van winkle abandon your family Slip away from your sons and your daughters Rest your white weary head neath these willow trees
Let your beard grow as long as your father's Nine to five at the p&c A life in the factory or the mines My hands they shake
Can't get it up like I used to And I'll be the last to survive All that you said don't mean shit to me
All that you said is a lie My hands they shake Can't get it up like I used to And I'll be the last of my kind