Last Man On Earth

Well, I might dig up Elvis or travel the States
 Bathe in margaritas, and then just sit and wait
 Oh, I think I'd go speeding down the 405
 Bury my lovers, evaluate life
 Oh, I'd break into Cher's house, and try on some clothes
 Probably drink more, and then decompose
 Maybe I'd settle on the silent West Coast
 Steal all the jewels, talk to Julia's ghost
 But even before I did all that I planned
 I'd probably go crazy, and then I'd turn mad
 And I'd give me some pills that probably wouldn't work
 And that'd be the end of the last man on Earth
 (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
 Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
 That'd be the end of the last man on Earth
 That'd be the end of the last man on Earth
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 Oh, I'd walk on the runway where airplanes take off
 Swim out to sea, let the loneliness rot
 And I'd steal all the wax girls down in L.A.
 Invite them for dinner, and ask them to stay
 And I might take a bat to a window, or two
 Drive on a tractor through the president's room
 And I might take a mannequin to be my spouse
 Invade a cathedral and make it my house
 I'm counting the days to the rapture
 (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
 Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
 That'd be the end of the last man on Earth
 That'd be the end of the last man
 One, two, three, four and five
 There go my friends, all dropping like flies
 Six, seven, eight, nine and ten
 Here's to the last man on Earth in the end
 One, two, three, four and five
 There go my friends, all dropping like flies
 Six, seven, eight, nine and ten
 Here's to the last man on Earth in the end
 (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
 Take what I can and then die in the dirt (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)
 That'd be the end of the last man on Earth
 That'd be the end of the last man on Earth