The Last Outlaw (1980)

Actors

• Norman Kaye (actor)
• John Jarratt (actor)
• Sigrid Thornton (actress)
• Steve Bisley (actor)
• Brian May (composer)
• Gerard Kennedy (actor)
• Frank Gallacher (miscellaneous crew)
• Julia Blake (actress)
• Frank Gallacher (actor)
• Tim Elliott (actor)
• Paul Young (actor)
• George Miller (director)
• Tommy Dysart (actor)
• Lewis Fitz-Gerald (actor)
• Terry Gill (actor)

Genres

• Biography
• Crime
• Drama
• History

Ned Kelly (1970)

Actors

• Mick Jagger (actor)
• Bill Hunter (actor)
• Martyn Sanderson (actor)
• Tony Richardson (writer)
• Tony Richardson (director)
• Reg Gorman (actor)
• Tim Van Rellim (actor)
• Peter Sumner (actor)
• Robert Bruning (actor)
• Ken Goodlet (actor)
• Jack Allen (actor)
• Diane Craig (actress)
• Gerry Duggan (actor)
• Serge Lazareff (actor)
• Frank Thring (actor)

Genres

• Biography
• Crime
• Drama
• History

Quotes:

[last lines]::Ned Kelly: [as his death sentence is pronounced] Yes. I will meet you... There!

Mrs. Kelly: [as Ned is about to be taken to the rafter] Mind you die like a Kelly, son!

Ned Kelly: [as he is about to be led into the court house] If I ever have to kill a man, Lonigan, you will be the first!

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Living - Alice Cooper
• Living - Moby
• Living - Rock City
• Living - Vanilla Ice
• Living - David Banner
• Living - Circle Jerks
• Living - Bleach
• Living - Society 1
• Living - Librium
• Living - Josephine Collective
• Living - Rockie Fresh
• Living - Daytrader

Living is only one part of being
Believing is to know just what you're feeling
You weren't supposed to think you know
You heard
I'm sure that in knowing you're growing and it's you
Thinking is your own world to live in
Dreaming is the one way to feeling
Your mind and your eye can see everything that you
The only real person you need to know is you
Living
Living

Instrumental

[Verse 1: Rockie Fresh]
(I said it's Rockie checking in
You know I'm going for the win)
I said what is Rockie doing, ya'll people shouldn't try it
It's only one I (eye) like a pirate
And I ain't even tripping 'bout the music people pirate
Cause I know when I drop my shit everybody gon' buy it
Why? Because they like it, yup, yup, they love it, they admire it
Wish a nigga would so I'd have more to start my fire with
Never trust these hoes, cause they try to put me out
Going on what they assuming, don't know what they talking 'bout
But through it all, I still get labeled as the hot shit
Discussions, I'm the topic, draft, I'll be the top pick
They love the way I rock it, pieces to my quarry
Everybody want me booked, so I guess they feel my story
I be on top shortly, I'm busy making moves
And the only time I fail, is when I fail to lose
And the time and the money is the thing I've been giving
And now, the finer things are what I'm getting so...
[Hook:]
This is the life that we living
Good drinks, good weed, good women
I'm on my shit
And I'm a live my whole life like this [x2]
So get your hand up, get 'em high
Get your drinks up, to the sky
I'm on my shit
And I'm a live my whole life like this [x2]
[Verse 2: Naledge]
(Let's go I'll)
Came on the scene, like King with a dream
Mike lean, I'm a fiend, no need to intervene
Live life by seams, seems any means
For the cream, I spit sixteens that'll beam
Unassumingly assuming the position
Of leading those out here living in the hellish of conditions
Love unconditional, though the haters visible
Visibly rise like DeRozan with the lyrical
Only fear God in the physical
I'm a raise hell till heaven is my spiritual
I'm a rap star, look mom it's a miracle
Shit, back in high school I was just invisible
Told Rockie Fresh, man, this life ain't typical
If you built for it, keep it tight, never let the stress get to you
I see he living it, and see we glistening
We at the JBar, now we just sipping and uh...
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Phil Ade]
(Phil Ade, check me out)
Awww shit, here we go again
Another day, another flight, another show, another night
Crowd's waiting, taking pictures with your mother or your wife
My career is on a roll, man I'm something on that bike
And can't nothing get me down, everything is looking up
Some want me to give it up but I can only give a fuck
I can only live it up, roll up, and hit this blunt
With patron in my cup, a couple hoes in the truck
Back this up, you would think I'd be least likely to floss
Now the pretty girls waving like the Vikings did to Moss
Getting buffalo bills at how it's spitting for the bison
Now all them niggas know my flow retarded, 50 Tyson
Should be wrong how everything going right for son
I'm getting shine, yea my style had to bite the sun
A nice dude, but I've learned you gotta fight for some
I earned the right to live the life of one, word

Here it is, a dope hit
Iceman comin with a dope hit
Cause a few suckers need their throats slit
Jealous cause I went multi-platinum
Now I'm gonna blast em in the head till they're dead with my magnum
Lyrics might be simplistic, but I'm no gimp
On the strip, cause I know how to pimp it
Now I got grip and suckers keep sinking in my quicksand
Vanilla Ice, vocal hitman
Got the number three in my crosses, sittin on the rooftop
bop bop bop
And you fools drop, (scratching over "pop goes the weasel"
was a big fl-fl-flop flop
brother's didn't like your record `cause it wasn't hip hop hop
but this ain't a dis `cause you sold gold
Still, I made a killin and it ain't even a 10 - 11 million
given my rhyming spice while my DJs on the slice
Vanilla Ice is back on the map, with the wrath of the Ice King
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
Why is that I disperse
Why does God shun
Why does my man try to run my actions
Why is that I disperse
Why does God shun
Why does my man try to run my actions
It's my living condition
It's my living condition
It's my living condition
It's my living condition
Etch on a sketch on a rhyme like an architect
Now watch your back son, cause you might lose your neck
Pound-for-pound, I rock the ground I stand on
I rock records, every record at random
Flyin heads, as the heads get full
Thoughts and speakers get ripped and torn
To my tomb
I'm wicked as a witch on a broom stick
I smash bricks with one lick
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
You don't get a second chance
Cause and tremors bring the scales in hand
Call the cops, the paramedics, the man's down
You wanna rock my bell so I broke them down
My tongue snapped and cracked like a bull whip
And you ain't nothing but my itty-bitty target
And as I walk through the valley of sin

I'm livin today
(Chorus-Devin)
I don't know if it'll be alright, it'll be ok
If it'll be alright, it'll be ok
If it'll be alright, it'll be ok
But I'm living today 1x
(Devin)
I've been checkin out this reefer 'bout an hour and it sounds so soothin
It's kinda hard to write this one and keep the track movin
Barbeque with weed and brew is how we usually do it
Get it dumpin while we pumpin up some good music
Can't afford to lose it, hobbied to a full-time job
Keep my track record clean for those who wanna pull my card
It's kinda hard on a brotha with the struggle and all
But all I can say is just keep hustlin and y'all
Got to love it live it, ya can't be in it for nothin
'Cause there's too many niggas out there who witness this shit,
it's not fair
Nobody to blame for your misfortune and fame
Just tryna' take the right road, please, call Jermaine
I've seen rain, but now it's pourin
And at least I gotta have a Sweet when I wake in the mornin
So let's just all do our thing like an orchestra does
Pass the shit around so we can all get a buzz
(Chorus)
(David Banner)
I can't blame it on my mama, nigga I knew she was broke
No education so she spent the last check on some dope
Hovers to John's and my father never seen the funds
But I heard he was locked in jail keep his nuts on his tongue
Who gives a fuck, the government can lick the sweat off my dick
They put crack off in the hood and lock us up when we trip
A little dough, ask them hoes what they put in here for
I heard birds fly through the wind, then they land at your door
Hot sex all night until my body gets numb
I'm too nervous to relax so I bail when I come
Can't get alone with my folks so I dump on them fools
Basketball is all they taught a young nigga in school
Fuck your foot, and your basket, you can lick on my balls
My school don't have the internet so I stuff crack in my draws
And if y'all know a better way, then y'all help me escape
From this hell that I live everyday
(Chorus)
(Kamikaze)
Dear Lord, please forgive me, I've sinned against your land
I've lived this life so hella trife in this pursuit of loot and fame
You saw your child weapin on his knees at night in vein
And it's a way from tryna' get off in this game
But if it's all the same, can I digress, I've struggled, nonetheless
Make my first mistake of learnin how to drink and smoke the cess
Did my best to tread water but it was just as I feared
At the time I needed friends that was the time they disappeared
See I got jeered in every corner, couldn't hang 'cause I was broke
Thought he had a record deal, it seemed to be the runnin joke
And it's just enough to drive a soul of man to drink and smoke
Just enough to make a college grad go out and sell dope
And it was never "how ya doin", never "can I help"
"Can I share this wealth", I guess I have to make it by myself
Could it be the situation came from dirt that I had done
Havin no earthly idea where my next dollar's comin from
Didn't give a damn if daddy all alone up in this world
Didn't care anotha nigga had helped to feed my baby girl
Didn't care that Kamikaze just broke down from all the stress
Wasn't there at six that mornin, when my car got reposessed
I thought y'all was my homies, but I guess it's just as well
You left sho' 'nuff, you're rock bottom and I'm a let y'all burn in hell
You're bitches

look at all those people livin' in those places the look of desparation's written on their faces no escape, no way out trapped in a circle of doubt are they happy? i don't know pocket your emptiness, what does it show? living, just living i've got a miss, i'm trapped on a map i'm tired to be something is god all there is? is god all there is? not much hope for any future no desire to recall the past lower standards of education hard to think when your stomach's empty procreation, no concious, no caution another one, look what's you've done soon another mouth to feed babies for income, you can't be doing that thoughts of many colors look at what they're saying territorial frustration there is a war zone inside this nation young man stands accused street light, nothing new filled with anger, filled with hatred the situation understated

You've heard this same old line
A hundred times before
And I'll come crawling back
'Cause i can't take much more
Can't take much more
The things I'm working for
Yeah they just don't mean much
'Cause it will never last
And we'll just end up crushed
I want to be among the living
Not just, not just getting by
Not just, not just getting by
And so the day begins
And everything is new
And I will memorize
Every word you said
That's what I'll do
The things I'm working for
Yeah they just don't mean much
'Cause it will never last
And I'll just end up crushed
I want to be among the living
Not just, not just getting by
I want to be among the living
Wake up, give it one more try
I want to be among the living
Not just, not just getting by
I want to be among the living
Wake up, give it one more try
Now the sun of the summer's on my face
You have given me so much life to taste
I'm alive in the warmth of your embrace
I'm alive in the warmth of your embrace
I want to be among the living
Not just, not just getting by
I want to be among the living
Wake up, give it one more try
I want to be among the living
Not just, not just getting by
I want to be among the living

Feeling bad
Feeling bad
Roughed up, laid up, all of it made up
Screwed up. scraped up, make sure your laid up
Feeling sad
Feeling sad
Your stuck, no luck, oh yes it must suck
Upset, reset, no you can not fake your dues
So what is all wrong with you?
Push it through
You can not be above all the things you
think are owed to you
Roughed up, laid up, all of it made up
Scraped up, make sure your laid up
Your stuck, no luck, oh it must suck to
be stuck in a life with just you
Living to get better
Making it better and pushing it through
Living to get better
Making it better and better than you
Seeing wrong
Seeing wrong
Eyes gone, ears gone, now your not to strong
Touch gone, taste gone, now your all in wrong
Doubting thoughts
Doubting thoughts
I thought, you thought, all of your time bought
You thought, he thought but now your soul is gone to
So what is all wrong with you?
Push it through
You can not be above all the things you think are owed to you
Eyes gone, ears gone, now your not to strong
Touch gone now your all in wrong
I'm done. your done now let's listen to all the things that I was fed to
God once told me that I had to listen to all that he said
Then you would not believe what I came across and slowly read
I could not believe my eyes, I could not believe what I saw
Nietzsche found the good book nothing but a flaw
Nothing but a flaw...
God is dead!
Nietzche said
Nietzche said

Not quite white, but not quite black
Traveling straight, but headed back
Not quite a girl, but not quite a man
The poorest thumb on the richest hand
You're losing sight, it's not quite right
It's not my fight, but you've been living in sin
You're losing sight, it's not quite right
It's not my life, but you've been living in sin
Not quite heav'n, but not quite hell
You're low on sense but high as well
Happy enough to stay alive
But sad enough to want to die

Get up cause it's morning cousin. they found your mother in a ditch, all tore up. then it starts snowing, it's too cold and my arms itch. nosebleed. now all that "bright white" is blood red.
Now I don't know but oh, I got this feeling that says this is it.
Every time I look outside I see that lone sun shining bright, makes me sad to be alive. every day it's just that same old gray staring back at me, so why do I keep on living?
Intense, a rush now to the head of blood that flows oh so intense through our hearts. so rhythmic. it strolls our veins so effortless and keeps us entertained and interested.
Singing that same old lover's song about a heart strung out too long. it just stops.
It's a shame cause we almost got clean.

[Verse 1: Rockie Fresh]
(I said it's Rockie checking in
You know I'm going for the win)
I said what is Rockie doing, ya'll people shouldn't try
It's only one I (eye) like a pirate
And I ain't even tripping 'bout the music people pirate
Cause I know when I drop my shit everybody gon' buy it
Why? Because they like it, yup, yup, they love it, they
admire it
Wish a nigga would so I'd have more to start my fire
with
Never trust these hoes, cause they try to put me out
Going on what they assuming, don't know what they
talking 'bout
But through it all, I still get labeled as the hot shit
Discussions, I'm the topic, draft, I'll be the top pick
They love the way I rock it, pieces to my quarry
Everybody want me booked, so I guess they feel my story
I be on top shortly, I'm busy making moves
And the only time I fail, is when I fail to lose
And the time and the money is the thing I've been
giving
And now, the finer things are what I'm getting so...
[Hook:]
This is the life that we living
Good drinks, good weed, good women
I'm on my shit
And I'm a live my whole life like this [x2]
So get your hand up, get 'em high
Get your drinks up, to the sky
I'm on my shit
And I'm a live my whole life like this [x2]
[Verse 2: Naledge]
(Let's go I'll)
Came on the scene, like King with a dream
Mike lean, I'm a fiend, no need to intervene
Live life by seams, seems any means
For the cream, I spit sixteens that'll beam
Unassumingly assuming the position
Of leading those out here living in the hellish of
conditions
Love unconditional, though the haters visible
Visibly rise like DeRozan with the lyrical
Only fear God in the physical
I'm a raise hell till heaven is my spiritual
I'm a rap star, look mom it's a miracle
Shit, back in high school I was just invisible
Told Rockie Fresh, man, this life ain't typical
If you built for it, keep it tight, never let the
stress get to you
I see he living it, and see we glistening
We at the JBar, now we just sipping and uh...
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Phil Ade]
(Phil Ade, check me out)
Awww shit, here we go again
Another day, another flight, another show, another
night
Crowd's waiting, taking pictures with your mother or
your wife
My career is on a roll, man I'm something on that bike
And can't nothing get me down, everything is looking up
Some want me to give it up but I can only give a fuck
I can only live it up, roll up, and hit this blunt
With patron in my cup, a couple hoes in the truck
Back this up, you would think I'd be least likely to
floss
Now the pretty girls waving like the Vikings did to
Moss
Getting buffalo bills at how it's spitting for the
bison
Now all them niggas know my flow retarded, 50 Tyson
Should be wrong how everything going right for son
I'm getting shine, yea my style had to bite the sun
A nice dude, but I've learned you gotta fight for some
I earned the right to live the life of one, word

Take another drive from haunted streets to rocky beaches
Out of state shows, house parties, hated home but it
wanted me
So I should know better than to resist what I know's
inevitable
So I should know better than this now
No, I never learned to give it up somehow.
Take another drink from corner dive bars to basement
scenes
Moved out west to end up back east, got a career it
didn't stick
So I should know better than this now
No, I never learned to give it up somehow
So I should know better than this now
So I, I should have known, better, better than this now
I tried to look, I tried to change, but just went back
from where I came
Couldn't find better than this
So I should know better,