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 very bottom I'm goin' all the way down All the way down To the bottom