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

Have found 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

There's 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

All the way down

To the bottom