Empty glass
Gets another round
Squeaky chair
Makes another sound
There is a gentle breeze
Playing in your [bad word] take a bow
While you're still
All there

It's what it is
It's what it was
And what will be here
After us

There is no memory
There is no recall
No recollection
At all
Your dark glasses
Sliding down your nose
Bring these proceedings
To a close

It's what there is
It's what it was
And what will be here
After us

Your dark glasses
Sliding down your nose
Bring these proceedings
To a close

It's what it is (You can make it all worthwhile)
It's what it was (You can lend yourself some style)
And what will be here (You can give them all the reasons)
After us All the facts that you have seasoned

It's what there is (You can hear them hoot and holler)
It's what it was (As [bad word] across a scholar)
And what will be here (You can set your name in lights)
After us You can make two wrongs a right

Ooohhhh
(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 [bad word] across a scholar)

Music & lyrics by Paul Waaktaar-Savoy and Magne [bad word] From "Foot Of The Mountain", 2009