Echoes like the sound of a gunshot
Cross the Richmond city night
And all the punks, too drunk to stand
Stand upright
She's still walking the streets until daylight comes
She says "I'm the last one to grow up numb
My footprints leave these
Little prints of light"
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
On the rotting docks
Near the auction blocks of which we don't speak
And the lights on floods rebuilding
Covers up this old creek
While our grandmothers walked past every numbered street
A twelve hour day just for something to eat
This long walk home
Is not taught in our history
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
Here's to the sweet smell of all the banks burning
All the food is freed, all the teachers are learning
Fuck the laws, fuck their greed
The ratchet's thrown and we won't bleed
Our true wealth lies in the song of the land
Communities freed from this prison of God and man
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
Echoes like the sound of a gunshot
Cross the Richmond city night
And all the punks, too drunk to stand
Stand upright
Are you addicted to the sight of spaces in between?
When the night birds cry, do you know what it means?
It's the forgotten ones who ask us never to give up
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb
I'm the last one
Let me be the last one to grow up numb