Weakerthans lyrics psalm for the elks lodge last call lyrics

Let the waitress put the chairs up, let the glasses that she

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 we'll hum along to, before we

say goodnight. Let our talk about the ballgame and the

weather show we care, like a sound we didn't 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.