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uncle phil · 12-10-2003, 01:39 PM

The Last Shot
Lou Reed

The last shot should have killed me
Pour another drink
Let's drink to the last shot
And the blood on the dishes in the sink
Blood inside the coffee cup
Blood on the table top

But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot

I shot blood at the fly on the wall
My heart almost stopped hardly there at all
I broke the mirror with my fall
With my fall, fall, fall; fall, fall, fall
Gimme a double, give yourself one too
Gimme a short beer, and one for you, too
And a toast to everything that doesn't move
That doesn't move

But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot

Whiskey, Burbon, Vodka, Scotch
I don't care what it is you got
I just wanna know that it's my last shot
My last shot
I remember when I quit feeling good
See, this here's where I chipped my tooth
Shot a vein in my neck and I coughed up a Quaalude
On my last shot
My last shot

Here's a toast to all that's good and
Here's a toast to hate
An' here's a toast to toasting and I'm not boasting
When I say I'm getting straight
When I say I'm getting straight

'Cause when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
That you knew it was
Your last shot

12-10-2003, 01:39 PM	#60 (permalink)
uncle phil comfortably numb... Super Moderator Location: upstate	The Last Shot Lou Reed The last shot should have killed me Pour another drink Let's drink to the last shot And the blood on the dishes in the sink Blood inside the coffee cup Blood on the table top But when you quit, you quit But you always wish That you knew it was Your last shot When you quit, you quit But you always wish That you knew it was Your last shot I shot blood at the fly on the wall My heart almost stopped hardly there at all I broke the mirror with my fall With my fall, fall, fall; fall, fall, fall Gimme a double, give yourself one too Gimme a short beer, and one for you, too And a toast to everything that doesn't move That doesn't move But when you quit, you quit But you always wish That you knew it was Your last shot When you quit, you quit But you always wish That you knew it was Your last shot Whiskey, Burbon, Vodka, Scotch I don't care what it is you got I just wanna know that it's my last shot My last shot I remember when I quit feeling good See, this here's where I chipped my tooth Shot a vein in my neck and I coughed up a Quaalude On my last shot My last shot Here's a toast to all that's good and Here's a toast to hate An' here's a toast to toasting and I'm not boasting When I say I'm getting straight When I say I'm getting straight 'Cause when you quit, you quit But you always wish That you knew it was Your last shot When you quit, you quit But you always wish That you knew it was Your last shot __________________ "We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it.