From the recording dispatch from purgatory

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Lyrics

The Last Martini

I woke up in a sweat, thought my best friend was dead
Woke up in a dream, it was him, forgiving me
Well this has to be, this has to be
The last martini

Betrayed by lust, make room on that bus
Turn left at the bar, with the keys to the car
Well this has to be, this has to be
The last martini

I’m on the rocks
Straight up with my thoughts
Comin’ clean
Like some self-help magazine
The last…

In the search for myself, if I learned nothing else
It’s nice to be king, but the truth, it ain’t anything
Well this has to be, this has to be
The last martini

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words and music JCJ