Last To Arrive — текст песни (Elton John)

They`re barring the doors at the back of the hall
It`s cold in the winter, some freeze in the fall
The banquet`s the supper that`s set for the swine
If you`re not at the gathering, and you`ve gone down the line

You`re the last to arrive, you`re the first one to leave
You don`t give us the time, you don`t drop us a line
Well a dime in the phone is the best way I know
You`re the last to arrive, my friend you`re the first one to go

The truck picks you up on your front porch at night
And you`re back before sundown if you don`t get blind
We`re not chaining you down to your castle tonight
We`re just trying to make you see some sort of light

They`ll all drink your health out of pewter and wood
Get drunk in the hayloft playing dirty and good
There`s ten pounds of oxen were skewered on spit
There`ll not be an ounce if you don`t make it quick