text: Let the waitress put the chairs up
  Let the glasses that you broke
  Form a picture of our leader
  With a halo made of smoke
  Let the golden oldies station crackle and come through
  With a final benediction well hum along to
  Before we say goodnight
  Let our talk about the ball game
  And the weather show we care
  Like a sound we didnt notice
  Until it stopped and left us there
  With the traffic and our heartbeats beating in straight time
  Let our hatred and affection march in the same line
  Before we say goodnight
  Oh protect our secret handshake once more, with feeling
  Let the toast to absent members push through the ceiling
  Before we say goodnight