The Last Laugh
So now that I'm fading from your picture
Don't you ever pay attention twice
And now that I'm old as ancient scripture
I know nothing in this world would suffice

Don't you ever go away,
You heard me say in the language of a troubador
A lulluby of yesterday would surely delay
Any remanence of an unsettled score

I'll be waiting for you
With my life stuck in a standstill like an old photograph
And I'm going to follow it through
From the top of the story to the last paragraph
And I'm going to see to it that I have the last laugh

So now that your walls are slowly fading
I found freedom from your paradise
And now that my cards are finally folding
I would much prefer the roll of the dice

And don't you ever come my way,
I heard you say from the silence of your slow demeanor
A lulluby of yesterday would surely decay
Any remanence of an unsettled score

I'll be waiting for you
With my life stuck in a standstill like an old photograph
And I'm going to follow it through
From the top of the story to the last paragraph
And I'm going to see to it that I have the last laugh
I'm going to see to it that I have the last laugh