One Last Score

 is a song composed by RedEye, performed live by him on Nuka-World Radio.

Lyrics


"Well I've been told it's in our blood

Under our skin and all that mud

Doesn't matter if I'm buried in stuff

I just can't ever get enough

I need one last score

I could be sittin' on a throne of caps

And still need one last score

It ain't about the haul, could just be scraps

Well I've seen guys lose their mind

Just trying to hold

On to too much trash

They're convinced is gold

But I can help 'em out by lightening their stash

Just by being a good neighbor And pulling in that cash

I need one last score

I can clean clear-out a whole damned town

And still need one last score

Take anything that ain't nailed down

See it ain't really about

All the stuff I steal

It's more about this notion,

This grand ideal

That I can take whatever, whoever, whenever I please

But sometimes this starts to feel like a disease

Cause I can't control it,

Like an itch that I can't scratch

All that I can do is just add to my stash

I know it won't cure me

But what else can I do

I ain't got anything else to turn to

I need one last score

Maybe that'll make this go away

Just one more score

And I can maybe rest easy someday"