Patrick Dodd and Small Revolutions: FREE MUSIC

Final Stroke

(Patrick Dodd)

Final Stroke

The joker stared at the smoking ruins
He watched the flames grow higher
He took a big long drink of his summer wine
And whispered “Lord I love a good fire”
He turned to the thief and said
Come on we got to go down town
You see I promised I would meet them there
When the final stroke went down

He tucked a golden fiddle underneath his chin
He dragged lightning across the strings
He said I hope I’m not out of place
But I’m in the mood for swing
You see the flames of a crumbling empire
Is the biggest rush I’ve ever found
So pardon me if I feel like dancing
While that final stroke goes down

A pharise with a golden cross
Jumped up to block his way
The joker said don’t you mess with me boy
Can’t you tell that this is my day
Man I bet you were stone surprised
To hear my name on the trumped sound
You never thought I’d be the second coming
Of the final stroke going down

The queen of diamonds was so deep in hock
She had to give the boy the last of her jewels
The joker said I knew it would come to this
Girl you been running round with fools
And all your high toned gamblers
Took your diamonds and they lit out of town
Leaving you to dance with me
As the final stroke goes down

The joker walked up to the President
And said boy did you get fooled
All this talk about exporting democracy
Now won’t you tell me who got schooled
Seems you had a choice between sink or swim
And I believe you choose to drowned
So pardon me if I step outside
And watched the final stroke going down

The joker left the burning building
He took a big long drink of the air
He said the fires almost done its work
You can smell the changes everywhere
Ain’t nothing left to do except to release the hounds
But then that’s always been my favorite part
Of the final stroke going down