Texty: Golden Earring. Cut. Last of the Mohicans.

c) 1982 Worldcopyright Nada-Volksmusic Hilversum/Holland

The old man told me and he told me good
The old man taught me every trick in the book

And when he expired in a whispered groan

He said, "Go crush the empire, operate alone."
You're the last of the killer tribe
The man who's gonna set this world on fire
You better find the man who runs it
"'Cause you're the last of the Mohicans
"Behind a wall of titanium
You gotta tear it down stone by stone
In the middle of the evening



I'll come a prowlin'
In the middle of the night
Looks like a vampire in broad daylight
I can smell his hid
So I pull the trigger, put an end to the fight
'Cause I'm thelast of the Mohicans

Like a fast eagle in disguise
I'm gonna start multiplying
Won't help you none
Redskin is about to track you down
Disguise protect you no
>From a last flash of indigo