Elton John - Last To Arrive Lyrics
Music by elton johnLyrics by bernie taupinNever releasedTheyre barring the doors at the back of the hallIts cold in the winter, some freeze in the fallThe banquets the supper thats set for the swineIf youre not at the gathering, and youve gone down the lineYoure the last to arrive, youre the first one to leaveYou dont give us the time, you dont drop us a lineWell a dime in the phone is the best way I knowYoure the last to arrive, my friend youre the first one to goThe truck picks you up on your front porch at nightAnd youre back before sundown if you dont get blindWere not chaining you down to your castle tonightWere just trying to make you see some sort of lightTheyll all drink your health out of pewter and woodGet drunk in the hayloft playing dirty and goodTheres ten pounds of oxen were skewered on spitTherell not be an ounce if you dont make it quick