Interpret:

Vojtěch Dyk

Album:

Deska

Ladies and gents, this was the B-Side Band serving lounge hits and louche cocktails. It's time to close our show for toight so this is the One Last Call.


Ice cubes in your glass melting down
before night will pass I may drown
Time has come to head on home
and I will walk alone by and by
I don't care you might feel just like a star
I don't care if you are divine
Words just got louder, 
words are gunpowder tapered down


I tripped on my line, 
I was doing fine,
now I am on the ground


Show is over now, curtain falls
have one on the bar, one last call
And I, I will walk uptown, 
I won't be feeling down not for too long
I was here, right here couple times before
I can take some more


We can do better, 
just not together we're done for
I will walk uptown, 
I won't be feeling down for too long


Don't be mad but it's time to take my leave
I won't fail my cue
Words that are sneaky, rusty and creaky,
make us blue


I will walk uptown, 
I won't be feeling down not for too long
And once I pass Strawberry Field 
then I will finally know that's real, bye bye
Bye