Last Days - Ted Leo and the Pharmacists

Woke up today, got on my way

Heard someone say

We’re living in the last days

And being alone, I naturally thought of you

There’s torture and rain

Your legs and pain and I came to play

So if we’re living in the last days

Then maybe baby, there’s a few things we ought to do

And all the weeping wonders will while away

But you’re in killed in conception so there’s no argument to what the men say

Last days!

See, I want to rave and misbehave

Lay you on a grave

Oh, let’s give it to these last days

And when the world don’t end we can sit back and laugh about that too

With all the weird imponderables just crowding up the floor

Is it really so dishonorable to just get up and head for the door?

In these last days

And all the weird and uncomfortable things we need to say

Can you feel yourself come out from under them as we get them out of the way?

For these last days