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Burying Crows

de Will Bates

Well, I might dig up Elvis or travel the States
Bathe in margaritas, and then just sit and wait
Oh, I think I'd go speeding down the 405
Bury my lovers, evaluate life

Oh, I'd break into Cher's house, and try on some clothes
Probably drink more, and then decompose
Maybe I'd settle on the silent West Coast
Steal all the jewels, talk to Julia's ghost

But even before I did all that I planned
I'd probably go crazy, and then I'd turn mad
And I'd give me some pills that probably wouldn't work
And that'd be the end of the last man on Earth

Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
That'd be the end of the last man on Earth
That'd be the end of the last man on Earth

Oh, I'd walk on the runway where airplanes take off
Swim out to sea, let the loneliness rot
And I'd steal all the wax girls down in LA
Invite them for dinner, and ask them to stay

And I might take a bat to a window or two
Drive on a tractor through the president's room
And I might take a mannequin to be my spouse
Invade a cathedral and make it my house

I'm counting the days to the rapture

Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
That'd be the end of the last man on Earth
That'd be the end of the last man

One, two, three, four and five
There go my friends, all dropping like flies
Six, seven, eight, nine and ten
Here's to the last man on Earth in the end

One, two, three, four and five
There go my friends, all dropping like flies
Six, seven, eight, nine and ten
Here's to the last man on Earth in the end

Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
That'd be the end of the last man on Earth
That'd be the end of the last man on Earth

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