lyrics
She wore his favourite perfume
A careful blend of beer and cigarettes
So he told her how, one day, he dreamed
He’d own himself a ’59 CorvetteShe gave him this look, and said
“John -- your dreams are small, microscopic, man
And the universe expands every day
All my dreams are so damn big, all I can do is bow my head and pray”
Teddy behind the bar --
He's got his hair all sticking up like a rooster’s comb
He says “Drink up, children,
it’s time we all were wandering home."
Last call, last call
This is your last call
Shreds of smoke hung in the air
Like a grey and tattered halo above her head
Well, John knows that he’s no angel
But hey, maybe she'd settle
For a middle-aged drunk instead ...
Now, all he really wants in life is someone
He can finally call his own
But the emptiness inside of him is deep and cold
Just like ice inside his bones
Jack and the band are ripping out the night’s final tune
Their minds are in the gutter
But their souls are reaching for the moon
Last call, last call
This is your last call
“One more drink is all you get
Then I turn out the lights and lock the door!”
Teddy's already mopping the floor
As the customers all order up one more
“John” she said, “I got a place
With some furniture and a telephone
But since I left my daddy’s house
There’s never been a place
That I could call home
He used to tell me all about Jesus
How He died on the cross to set me free ...
Well, I wouldn't believe it then, but now
I wonder if He still loves me.”
Last call, last call
This is your last call
Last call, last call
This is your last call.
credits
from
Eye of the Hurricane (full album),
released March 6, 2021
Les: drums, backing vocals
Greg: lead and backing vocals
Dan: guitars, backing vocals
Doug: bass, backing vocals
"Ambient sound recorded at Cap's
(Jarvis & Isabella, Toronto)"
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