Lyrics

High tide and [?] I can't bear to see how it feels The bell gonged for one last dance To send one home in an ambulance Screw the system before it screws you He yelled down into the abyss of the spew The toilet bowl [?] Come back home, he was gone too soon [Chorus] Last orders at the bar Last orders at the bar Stop wasting your film, stop wasting your film Stop wasting your film, stop wasting your film Stop wasting your film, stop wasting your film Stop wasting your film I can't bear to see how it feels And for the Gallups, it's the real deal [?] I thought I had it worked out this time [?] But there's only one thing that'll patch me up But the DJ won't play "The Boys Are Back In Town" I swung my fist, and the system came crashing down [Chorus] Last orders at the bar Last orders at the bar Come back home, he was gone too soon The boy echoed like "The Killing Moon" Stop wasting your film, stop wasting your film Stop wasting your film, stop wasting your film Stop wasting your film, stop wasting your film Stop wasting your film [?] Can't bear to see how it is Whose round is it, anyway? [Chorus] Last orders at the bar Last orders at the bar Last orders at the bar [?] Can't bear to see how it is Whose round is it, anyway? [Chorus] Last orders at the bar Last orders at the bar Last orders at the bar Last orders at the bar