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  1. The Last Thing

From the recording The Right Kind of Crazy

Michael Owens, Vocal, Lead & Rhythm Guitars, Drum Program Bill Grenke Bass Glenn Manske Organ Robert Langhorst, Terri Owens & Brian Drake Backup Vocals

Lyrics

Lots of words they go unspoken
From this dream you won’t be woken
Blind eyes can’t be opened
There’s no cure in sight as the dawn fades to night
Chorus: Thinking bout some friends we used to know
Thinking bout Bobby and Joe
Right now I’m getting ready for a show
Sometimes it seems I’m waking in a dream
Middle 8: Life is shot in black and white but unfolds in shades of grey
She was vaguely sympathetic to your plight in the world you finally got away
The last thing you’ll see from your picture windows
Snow in the trees the final curtain
Is someone there to cross you over?
I can feel your shadow coming over me
Chorus: Thinking bout some friends we used to know
Thinking bout Bobby and Joe
Right now I’m getting ready for a show
Sometimes it seems I’m waking in a dream
Solo: followed by Middle 8:
Hey Gar whatchya doing out there are you soring high above the air
Your pain is gone and your soul is free
Were really going to miss you Brian Terri and me
Hey Gar whatchya doing out there are you soring high above the air
Hey whatchya doing up there whatchya doing whatchya doing whatchya doing up there
As you fade into a dream
Repeat and fade out: