One Last Dance with the Cops - TORRE [EYD]

Someone's calling the police 'Cause we party 'till we drop Throw our hands up to the ceiling But we'll never ever stop Someone's calling the police 'Cause we party 'till we drop Throw your hands up baby freeze Go to party with the cops Someone's calling the police 'Cause we party 'till we drop Throw our hands up to the ceiling But we'll never ever stop Someone's calling the police 'Cause we party 'till we drop Throw your hands up baby freeze Go to party with the cops Someone's calling the police 'Cause we party 'till we drop Throw our hands up to the ceiling But we'll never ever stop Someone's calling the police 'Cause we party 'till we drop Throw your hands up baby freeze Go to party with the cops 911, what's your emergency? Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Party with the cops Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Party with the cops Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Someone's calling the police Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Party with the cops Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party Par-par-par-party 'Till we, 'till we, 'till we, 'till we drop Someone's calling the police 'Cause we party 'till we drop Throw our hands up to the ceiling But we'll never ever stop Someone's calling the police 'Cause we party 'till we drop Throw your hands up baby freeze Go to party with the cops Put the beat On repeat If you like What you see And you're a freak Like me So put the beat On repeat 'Till we drop

Hundreds of eyes in the room but yours found mine I asked you to dance and by chance our hands intertwined What lasted for minutes seemed like eternity I had no clue this one dance would lead you to me Hundreds of friends in the room and you're dressed in white You walk down the aisle and I smile to know that you're mine We cheers our champagne and wait for our song to begin The band starts to play and you ask me to dance once again Fifty-nine years have gone by since you said yes Even now in your hospital bed you still look your best We might be old but there's still one thing we can do Put on a song, let's pretend to dance round the room Thirty-five hours have gone by since your last breath Memories of dancing with you are all I have left Just a few seconds before it's my time to go Hello my god and my love at last I am home

What if we never get to see the sunrise I know it's been a long ride But every broken heart along the way just seems To always kinda blend into the skyline And what if I can't be perfect Even though I think it's worth it in the end Even then my past might not protect us from the long nights And you know I'm still able To always make it work inside my head Inside my mind I've always been there along for the long drives And the dark roads And the sadness Through the windows And the one that got away won't be there one more single day Cause it was One last goodbye So long now And I'll be waiting here until that day Cause I don't wanna go down all these streets alone now And I don't wanna miss the moments that have brought us here today And maybe there were things I could've said That would have brought you back instead What if we never make it happen In the world that we just planned and Everything we loved somehow got lost And everyone we ever lost our life somehow watched over us Through the bad times And the tough days I can feel you in the cold waves I can hear you in the soft rain Even though it feels like everything is off I'll hold on to the best nights (While I'm waiting) It's been a long time but someday we'll Figure it all out and fix what went so wrong Even though what went wrong will bring us back to the long drives And the dark roads Your refection on the windows From the headlights And the warm coats That cover up our hearts and give us

The name is Cobb Knobbler And you're here with me now I'll tell ya punks, the name's Cobb Knobbler Satanic Nazi, Weenie gobbler I was in the 'Nam, now I'm on the lam Joined up with the X-Cops, kickin' ass and porkin' chops The party's over I wear a uniform The party's over I wanna keep you warm These are moments that I treasure Agony is placed with pleasure I know I'll do my duty I'll restrain my gay-boy booty The party's over I wear a uniform The party's over I wanna keep you warm I tried to die and then I cried Really had to look inside What it was that got me here I am just a big fat queer Sacrifice a goat, slice your fucking throat That's right punk, I'm also on junk The party's over The party's over Well I love to look at Hitler's maps Hobnail boots and leather chaps I used to live in San Francisco Drop your drawers and pass the crisco Now I'm naked on display, all the bad guys know I'm gay They line up around the block, to suck the ghost of Hitler's cock Suck my motherfuckin' dick!

Can I hold you one last time To fight this fear that is growing in my mind? I know I did us both all so wrong I know I'm not always all that strong A, B, C, D, E, F, and G Oh, that reminds me of when we were free Before life began to tear us apart Remember those classes when we thought we were so smart Ooh Ooh We were lovers in every way Left school together, went back to my place Now I can hardly remember her face Before I met her, I was sad Ooh Ooh Ooh And can I hold you one last time To fight this fear that is growing in my mind?

You're bright and it's blinding Just a small spark, and you're flying With your wax wings in a back room Got my arms out, tryna catch you As you're fallin' through the ceiling Took a big leap, now you're bleedin' With a broke nose and a dumb smile Pretty mugshot for your profile Caught in a streetlight A lost cause in Levi's But I'll always see great heights in you I'll be the last one I'll be the last one in your corner when the count's done I'll be the last one Holdin' my hands up (hey) Stood on the bleachers all alone after the crowd's gone I'll be the last one If you're the Syd Barrett of the band, I'm the girl on the train tracks holdin' your hand Halfway to the moon on a plane you couldn't land But I'll believe in you, still your number one fan, baby After the crowd's gone, I'll be the last one You're a dreamer in a parka Send a flare up in the dark And I'll come find ya Somewhere downtown With your worst friends on the last round Oh, oh Caught in a streetlight A lost cause in Levi's But I'll always see great heights in you And I'll be the last one (hey) I'll be the last one in your corner when the count's done I'll be the last one Holdin' my hands up (hey) Stood on the bleachers all alone after the crowd's gone I'll be the last one If you're the Syd Barrett of the band, I'm the girl on the train tracks holdin' your hand Halfway to the moon on a plane you couldn't land But I'll believe in you, still your number one fan, baby After the crowd's gone, I'll be the last one When all the floodlights blow (oh-oh, oh, oh-oh) And the sky is filled with smoke (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh) You're still out there on your own (oh-oh, oh, oh-oh) And I'm still the last to go And I'll be the last one I'll be the last one in your corner when the count's done I'll be the last one (I'll be the last one) Holdin' my hands up (hey) (holdin' my hands up) Stood on the bleachers all alone after the crowd's gone I'll be the last one (I'll be the last one) 'Cause, if you're the Syd Barrett of the band I'm the girl on the train tracks holdin' your hand (holdin' your hand) Halfway to the moon on a plane you couldn't land (we're never gonna land) You were seeing castles, they were seeing sand They're never gonna get it, no, they'll never understand But I believe in you, I'm your number one fan So, after the crowd's gone (after the crowd's gone) I'll be the last one (I'll be the last one, ha)