The Last Great American lyrics - Five For Fighting

Mr. Merry cries in his coffin for days he says he can remember

And through the town some pallbearers sing old songs of a beautiful

and purple mountian

From every walk of life we've come to see the last great American

So may I now present you the speaker

....friends he was a man of men, yeah a man of gold

....he had a (how to you say) ethical like sense

That's when the President started to giggle

Then the children gave the blessing

though the service weren't half done

each of them sued the other one...for the last great American

Wait...Time for my coffin

Wait...Time for my break

Wait...Time for my coffin

Merry reaches up and we bow our heads

Pulls the lid on down and his stone is read

Here lies our Merry

The man with the heart so spent

That in this day in age

is sick of living

Still judges argue letters

And fabric comes undone

For every daughter...every son..of the last great American