Walkabouts, The – Last Tears

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

cares not if you’ve come, or if you cried

last tears of the century

they keep on comin’

All the revolutions, they’ve been here and gone

missed everyone

except the one that we have, yet begun

missed everyone

spin in circles, till we’re stung

by every heart, and every gun

Put the future behind us, until we see today

happiness can’t buy ya’ money, till we see today

and the only thing that’s left to do

is to see that they don’t cover you …..

last tears of the century