|
The crusaders and their stooges |
|
All you renegade rulers |
|
All you spotlight fugitives |
|
All you shakers, all you movers |
|
All you cutthroat dealers |
|
And you small-time users |
|
All you turncoat schemers |
|
All you victors, all you losers |
|
You play the king and you play the pawn |
|
You give up and you soldier on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
There's a lighthouse on a battered shore |
|
Gotta fight now, never mattered more |
|
And the black tongues spitting poison |
|
Spare no one |
|
Gotta keep on, gotta keep on |
|
Till the Ghosts of |
|
War come marching in |
|
They've been reborn, they're free from sin |
|
You play the king and you play the pawn |
|
You give up and you soldier on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
You play the king and you play the pawn |
|
You give up and you soldier on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
Now tell me, who do |
|
I look like to you? |
|
Someone you thought you knew |
|
Drinking wine in the afternoon |
|
A rebel today is tomorrow's tycoon |
|
Arm in arm, arm in arm |
|
We are our father's sons and daughters, one by one |
|
Marching off to kingdom come |
|
And we're hunting down |
|
We're trying to find |
|
The architects of the wasted mind |
|
And the way we laugh and the way we live |
|
Brace for the aftermath |
|
Something's got to give |
|
You play the king and you play the pawn |
|
You give up and you soldier on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
You play the king and you play the pawn |
|
You give up and you soldier on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
|
This is the last crusade we're on |
