Faded pictures in an old scrapbook Faded pictures that somebody took
When you were hard and young and proud Backed against the wall, running raw and loud
Snakeskin vest and a sharkskin suit Cuban heels on your boots
You kick in the band and side-by-side You take the crowd on their mystery ride
Knights of Columbus and the Fireman's Ball Friday night at the Union Hall
Black-leather clubs all along Route 9 You count the names of the missing as you count off time
* Rock of ages lift me somehow Somewhere high and hard and loud
Somewhere deep into the heart of the crowd I'm the last man standing now
I'm the last man standing now
Out of school and out of work Thrift-store jeans and flannel shirts
The lights go down and you face the crowd The last man standing now
Lights come up at the Legion Hall Pool cues go back up on the wall
Pack your guitar and have one last beer With just the ringing in your ears
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