Lyrics The Walkabouts

The Walkabouts

The Last Ones

We are the last ones

The last ones

Try that on for size

Open up your eyes

The last ones

There is nothin' to be said

Is there nothin' to be said?

Don't need to answer that

Promise you'll watch my back

The last ones

Heaven knows

Cross these plains of gold

We'll be headed home

Heaven knows

There was no place for us to go

And so we're headed home

We are the last ones

Standin'

The last ones

Demandin'

Try that on for size

Open up your eyes

The last ones

And the last ones

have the last laugh

And the last ones

steal the future and the past

And the last ones

Get all the things that never last

The last ones