Come see a living, breathing spectacle Only seen right here It's your last chance in this lifetime The line forms to the rear You won't believe your eyes Your eyes will not believe youre ears Get your money out, get ready Step right up, yeah you, come here
You ain't seen nothing like him He's the last one of the breed Better hold on to your honey Honeys, don't forget to breathe Enter at your own risk, mister It might change the way you think There's no dancers, there's no diamonds No this boy he don't lip-synch
Here's the last man standing Step right up, he's the real thing The last chance of a lifetime Come and see, hear, feel ... the real thing
See those real live calloused fingers Wrapped around those guitar strings Kiss the lips where hurt has lingered It breaks the heart to hear him sing The songs were more than music They were pictures from the soul So keep your pseudo-punk, hip-hop, pop-rock junk And your digital downloads
Take your seats now, folks. It's showtime Hey, Patrick - hit the lights There's something in the air There's magic in the night Now here's the band, they really play I'll count the first one in I don't know where it's going Well all know where it's been
The last man standing Step right up, he's the real thing The last chance of a lifetime Come see, hear, feel... the real thing.