The Last Morning – Dr Hook This is the last morning that I wake up in this dirty city Looking for the sunshine as the buildings block the skies This is the last morning that I wash in rusty water Trying to shave a face that I don't even recognise Down the hallway rats are skittering, I can smell the garbage rotting Hear the children crying in an apartment down below This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to listen to it I'm going home, yeah This is the last morning, that I try to breath the heavy air Fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, watch the world turn grey This is the last morning that I drink my coffee standing up Smile and speak to strangers who just turn and walk away This is a tough cold city here, and I'll guess I'll never cut it here And I'm so tired of trying to stand against it all alone This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to fight it I'm going home, yeah This is the last morning that I wear these greasy overalls Punch the clock and do just what I'm told to get along And face the long evening, laying close beside my radio Imagining the kisses of the girl that sings the song Down below the subway's screaming, as I lay here halfway dreaming Looking at the ceiling, wondering where, the dream went wrong (where, where) This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to think about it I'm going home I'm going home, I'm going home, I'm going home