Last Tears by Walkabouts
These are your last tears for the century
Don't cry them for me
These are your last tears, before the
Party starts
Don't throw them away
Use em' wisely, use em' large
Use em' soft, and use em' hard
Once were flush but now we're skint as
Bone
Can ill-afford to waste our tears alone
These are our last tears for this century
Don't blame them on me
This is our first, and surely, our last
Attempt
To earn what we've spent
Set 'em up, and knock 'em back
Lost in the stars, lost in the scraps
Next century will never ask you why
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