Intro:         Empty glass Gets another round    Squeaky chair   Makes another sound There is a gentle breeze playing in your hair Come take a bow while you’re still all there It’s what it is   It’s what it was   It’s what will be here after us There is no memory   There’s no recall   No recollections at all    Your dark glasses sliding down your nose Now bring these proceedings to a close It’s what there is   It’s what there was It’s what will be here after us Your dark glasses sliding down your nose Bring these proceedings to a close                             You can make it all worthwhile You can lend yourself some style You can give them all the reasons All the facts that you have seasoned You can hear them hoot and holler As you come across a scholar You can set you name in lights You can make two wrongs a right You can make it all worthwhile You can lend yourself some style You can give them all the reasons All the facts that you have seasoned You can hear them hoot and holler As you come across a scholar