Last Start - SMP

She left the place a rich model sect

There were never two on the wheel

They would drive for hours blank

Tracing white lines for the deal

Never knew the day you’d invest

Like a needle clings to the vein

The engine smoke as she knew they’d gone

The last trip on down the drain

Never too late — last start

Never too late — last start

Never too late — last start

Never too late — the last stop

At the cross tops dropping off

Life was like a shotgun, baby

Another blast on the run

A little fix of adrenaline

His heart’s beating like a drum

Had a dream, not what you’d expect

His mind’s A Lad Insane

The pistol smoke as he knew they’d gone

The last trip on down the drain

With a leather suitcase

A white scared face

His mind set on the mission

Like a terrorist involved

Cold War ammunition

Left unused with the fuse intact

The package still worked the same

The bomb smoke as he knew they’d gone

The last trip on down the drain