the crusaders and their stooges all you renegade rulers all you spotlight fugitives all you shakers all you movers all you cutthroat dealers and you small time users all you turncoat schemers all you victors all you losers you play the king and you play the pawn you give up and you soldier on this is the last crusade we re on this is the last crusade we re on there s a lighthouse on a battered shore gotta fight now never mattered more and the black tongues spitting poison spare no one gotta keep on gotta keep on till the ghosts of war come marching in they ve been reborn they re free from sin you play the king and you play the pawn you give up and you soldier on this is the last crusade we re on this is the last crusade we re on you play the king and you play the pawn you give up and you soldier on this is the last crusade we re on this is the last crusade we re on now tell me who do i look like to you someone you thought you knew drinking wine in the afternoon a rebel today is tomorrow s tycoon arm in arm arm in arm we are our father s sons and daughters one by one marching off to kingdom come and we re hunting down we re trying to find the architects of the wasted mind and the way we laugh and the way we live brace for the aftermath something s got to give you play the king and you play the pawn you give up and you soldier on this is the last crusade we re on this is the last crusade we re on you play the king and you play the pawn you give up and you soldier on this is the last crusade we re on this is the last crusade we re on