The Bottom

Elevator operator looks at me and smiles that weary smile
I'm sure my looks could easily deceive the very wisest of them all
And he says: are you goin?
To the penthouse or the condo, that lies just beyond the chapel door
I smile back and softly tell him: no, I'm headed to the bottom

I'm goin’ all the way down to the bottom
So turn the music up real high
And let the sweetest Bénédictine liqueur flow
No need to worry about tomorrow, 'cause you're not there
I'm goin' all the way down to the bottom

Rainy streets and wet memories
I find a place inside to pass the time
And Pete serves up my whiskey cold
And I drink it and pray the picture fades
Dressed in black, you turned your back and broke a heart that loved and loved you so, oh
I loved you so
The bells rang on the day we died, and I headed straight to the bottom

I'm goin’ all the way down to the bottom
So turn the music up real high
And let the sweetest Bénédictine liqueur flow
No need to worry about tomorrow, 'cause you're not there
I'm goin' all the way down to the bottom

I'm goin' all the way down
All the way down to the bottom