From the recording Wonderland
Lyrics
The Last Mohican
She was an early bird waitress
In her early bird skirt
She was armed and dangerous
This wouldn’t be her first
She said “if nobody moves”
Nobody gets hurt
I can take this place down
In a feverish burst
This must be how the Last Mohicans felt
This must be how the Last Mohicans felt
I was winded and wounded
I tied it off with a belt
I was bloody and mystified
I was cold as hell
Now I know nothing of heros
Then this all blew apart
I just came for the special
Now I’m picking up pieces of my heart
This must be how the Last Mohicans felt
This must be how the Last Mohicans felt
I know she knew it was loaded
Like the questions we all pose
Going off wasn’t unexpected
Like the true nature of crows, of crows
She’s seen it all disappear
There ain’t no blue sky law
Over 400 years now
It’s time for this coup d’etat
This must be how the Last Mohicans felt
This must be how the Last Mohicans felt