| Song | Last Man Standing (Skit) |
| Artist | Gravediggaz |
| Album | Nightmare in A-Minor |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Berkeley, Hamilton | |
| Evident objective is New York City.. we're ready to attack! | |
| Planes circling, ready to strike.." | |
| "No more defenses - our armies, wiped out. | |
| Artillery, air force, everything wiped out. | |
| This may be the, last broadcast. | |
| We'll stay here, 'til the end." | |
| "It's all over with humanity. | |
| Stranger still you and I, two of us left.." | |
| "You wrecked the greatest country in the world." | |
| "There isn't anything to do, we're done, we're licked. | |
| There wasn't any war.. any more than there's war | |
| Between man and ants." | |
| "Yes but we're - EATABLE ants. I found that out." | |
| "What'll they do to us?" | |
| "I've thought it all out. Right now we're caught as we're wanted. | |
| But they won't keep on doin that, they'll begin catchin us | |
| Systematically, keepin the best, and storin us in cages and things. | |
| They haven't begun on us yet." | |
| "Haven't begun?" | |
| "Not BEGUN! All that's happened so far is because we don't have | |
| Sense enough to keep quiet, botherin 'em with guns and such stuff | |
| And losin our heads and rushin off in crowds." | |
| "Cities, nations, civilization PROGRESS!" | |
| "What is there left?" | |
| "Life that's what - I wanna live!" | |
| "Yeah, so do you." | |
| "We're not gonna be exterminated - and I don't mean to be caught | |
| Either. Tamed, and fattened, and bred like an ox!" | |
| "What is there to live for?" | |
| "Well there won't be any more CONCERTS for as many years or so. | |
| If it's amusement you're after, I guess the game's up. |
| zuo ci : Berkeley, Hamilton | |
| Evident objective is New York City.. we' re ready to attack! | |
| Planes circling, ready to strike.." | |
| " No more defenses our armies, wiped out. | |
| Artillery, air force, everything wiped out. | |
| This may be the, last broadcast. | |
| We' ll stay here, ' til the end." | |
| " It' s all over with humanity. | |
| Stranger still you and I, two of us left.." | |
| " You wrecked the greatest country in the world." | |
| " There isn' t anything to do, we' re done, we' re licked. | |
| There wasn' t any war.. any more than there' s war | |
| Between man and ants." | |
| " Yes but we' re EATABLE ants. I found that out." | |
| " What' ll they do to us?" | |
| " I' ve thought it all out. Right now we' re caught as we' re wanted. | |
| But they won' t keep on doin that, they' ll begin catchin us | |
| Systematically, keepin the best, and storin us in cages and things. | |
| They haven' t begun on us yet." | |
| " Haven' t begun?" | |
| " Not BEGUN! All that' s happened so far is because we don' t have | |
| Sense enough to keep quiet, botherin ' em with guns and such stuff | |
| And losin our heads and rushin off in crowds." | |
| " Cities, nations, civilization PROGRESS!" | |
| " What is there left?" | |
| " Life that' s what I wanna live!" | |
| " Yeah, so do you." | |
| " We' re not gonna be exterminated and I don' t mean to be caught | |
| Either. Tamed, and fattened, and bred like an ox!" | |
| " What is there to live for?" | |
| " Well there won' t be any more CONCERTS for as many years or so. | |
| If it' s amusement you' re after, I guess the game' s up. |
| zuò cí : Berkeley, Hamilton | |
| Evident objective is New York City.. we' re ready to attack! | |
| Planes circling, ready to strike.." | |
| " No more defenses our armies, wiped out. | |
| Artillery, air force, everything wiped out. | |
| This may be the, last broadcast. | |
| We' ll stay here, ' til the end." | |
| " It' s all over with humanity. | |
| Stranger still you and I, two of us left.." | |
| " You wrecked the greatest country in the world." | |
| " There isn' t anything to do, we' re done, we' re licked. | |
| There wasn' t any war.. any more than there' s war | |
| Between man and ants." | |
| " Yes but we' re EATABLE ants. I found that out." | |
| " What' ll they do to us?" | |
| " I' ve thought it all out. Right now we' re caught as we' re wanted. | |
| But they won' t keep on doin that, they' ll begin catchin us | |
| Systematically, keepin the best, and storin us in cages and things. | |
| They haven' t begun on us yet." | |
| " Haven' t begun?" | |
| " Not BEGUN! All that' s happened so far is because we don' t have | |
| Sense enough to keep quiet, botherin ' em with guns and such stuff | |
| And losin our heads and rushin off in crowds." | |
| " Cities, nations, civilization PROGRESS!" | |
| " What is there left?" | |
| " Life that' s what I wanna live!" | |
| " Yeah, so do you." | |
| " We' re not gonna be exterminated and I don' t mean to be caught | |
| Either. Tamed, and fattened, and bred like an ox!" | |
| " What is there to live for?" | |
| " Well there won' t be any more CONCERTS for as many years or so. | |
| If it' s amusement you' re after, I guess the game' s up. |