LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeLast Man Standing
Faded pictures in an old scrapbookFaded pictures that somebody tookWhen you were hard and young and proudBack against the wall running raw and loudSnakeskin vest and a sharkskin suitCuban heels on your bootsKick in the band and side by sideYou take the crowd on their mystery rideKnights of Columbus and the Fireman's BallFriday night at the Union HallBlack leather clubs all along Route 9You count the names of the missing as you count off timeFlock of angels lift me somehowSomewhere high and hard and loudSomewhere deep into the heart of the crowdI'm the last man standing nowI'm the last man standing nowOut of school and out of workThrift store jeans and flannel shirtThe lights go down and we face the crowdThe last man standing nowLights come up at the Legion HallPool cues go back up on the wallYou pack your guitar and have one last beerWith just the ringing in your earsFlock of angels lift me somehowSomewhere high and hard and loudSomewhere deep into the heart of the crowdI'm the last man standing nowI'm the last man standing nowI'm the last man standing now
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