Last Man Alive - Intellectual

[Intro]

Jolene

Jo-Jo-Jolene

Jolene

Brother, I’ve been in a tailspin (Jolene)

A very, very, very, very, very slow tailspin (Jolene)

It’s been happening through my twenties and my thirties (Jo-Jo-Jolene)

So blurry that I can't see those faces I love, love, love

Don’t need a doctor’s note to write a sad song

My pen warms the paper like the sun on the land in front

And golden hour warms that meadow

And hold me tonight like I'm thе last man alive

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Snowy White playing in your room tonight

Birds of paradise in thе corner of that house, I want to go

Say what you want to say, say what you want to say

'Cause I'll be right here, alone in that room

I got plenty to do and I just want to see

Jolene, I'm a single man

Alone on a landing aircraft carrier

I'm closer to her pole of inaccessibility

I'm closer to her heart

Closer than any man has ever been

Jolene

Don’t need a doctor’s note to write a sad song (Jolene)

My pen warms the paper like the sun on the land in front (I’m a single man)

And golden hour warms that meadow

Hold me tonight like I’m the last man alive

Ooh, ooh, ooh