Last Ones Standing (Manhattan Clique Edit) Lyrics & Tabs by Example
Last Ones Standing (Manhattan Clique Edit)
guitar chords lyrics
Tell the taxi driver pull up over there
Sprint down the street and we dont pay the fare
Onto the district line, force open the door
Theres loadsa seats free but we cotch on the floor
Last night we both died a death
Just flowed til no cider left
Jumped out the wrong side of bed
Now another night of wrong lies ahead, ha
To be a kid again, Nancy and Sid again
Need medicine, cut out the middle men
Run free, only way to get rid of them
Never gonna catch us
Were on the run
And Im about to lose it
Shes like a gun
Were on the run
And Im about to lose it
Shes like a gun
And she aint afraid to use it
Well catch our very last train
Light our very last flames
And well knock it all back and forget our names
Cos its our last night
And its one last fight
Were the last ones
The last ones standing
Go tell the waitress, well have 2 rum and cokes
Ask for the bill and then well split when she goes
Out the fire exit wearing some strangers coat
Well sing it out til were sore in the throat
This aint childs play like pass the parcel or
Build a castle, jus a couple of rascals who
Go harder, live faster
Fight til the end like Jasons Argonauts
Cos lifes a carnival
Theres no reason, motives marginal
Dont care if were cold and starvin
Well still be laughin when
Were on the run
And Im about to lose it
Shes like a gun
And she aint afraid to use it
Well catch our very last train
Light our very last flames
And well knock it all back and forget our names
Cos its our last night
And its one last fight
Were the last ones
The last ones standing
Were on the run
Well catch our very last train
Light our very last flames
And well knock it all back and forget our names
Cos its our last night
And its one last fight
Were the last ones
The last ones standing
