Last Of The Mullets Lyrics
Bring me your tired and your downtrodden.
Show me what you've got left.
All those referred to as a dying breed.
The last of selflessness.
Remember yesteryear when we ruled the scene without a care in the world and nothing to pretend?
I swear this town must be the capital.
You can't leave home without observing many fine examples of uninhibited rock.
These kids don't have a clue when it comes to being cool.
We'll have the last word at the maiden show.
Whoa! Send me back to my time so I can be with my kind,
Forever outside the stadium.
And we'll fight! Fight for what we believe!
What was it we believe? Living this lie is dangerous.
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We're not going anywhere, oh no.
We're ready to rock out with reckless abandon no foolin'.
We'll throw caution out the window and show all how it's done.
