Lyrics

Will the last one to leave
Please turn out the lights
I’m dead on my feet
And I’ve no mind to fight it
We’ve paid off the piper
Gave the devil his due
And there’s good, folding money
For the sins of a few
But this party’s got old
And I need someone to hold
Will the last person here
Please lock up and leave
Just take what you want
And don’t pass out at the wheel
The neighbours are restless
I’m asking you nice!
They need us to go
And they won’t tell us twice
That this party’s gone cold
And they need some to hold
That her pony’s gone lame
And she needs someone to blame
Will the last one to leave
Please turn out the lights
I’m all out of words
So I’ll bid you goodnight