Closing Time

Ah, we're drinking and we're dancing
 And the band is really happening
 And the Johnny Walker wisdom running high
 And my very sweet companion
 She's the Angel of Compassion
 She's rubbing half the world against her thigh
 And every drinker, every dancer
 Lifts a happy face to thank her
 The fiddler fiddles something so sublime
 All the women tear their blouses off
 And the men they dance on the polka-dots
 And it's partner found, it's partner lost
 And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
 It's closing time
 Yeah, the women tear their blouses off
 And the men they dance on the polka-dots
 And it's partner found, it's partner lost
 And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
 It's Closing Time
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 Ah, we're lonely, we're romantic
 And the cider's laced with acid
 And the Holy Spirit's crying, 'Where's the beef?'
 And the moon is swimming naked
 And the summer night is fragrant
 With a mighty expectation of relief
 So we struggle and we stagger
 Down the snakes and up the ladder
 To the tower where the blessed hours chime
 And I swear it happened just like this
 A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
 The Gates of Love they budged an inch
 I can't say much has happened since
 But Closing Time
 I swear it happened just like this
 A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
 The Gates of Love they budged an inch
 I can't say much has happened since
 (I can't say much has happened since)
 (I can't say much has happened since)
 But Closing Time
 Closing Time
 I loved you for your beauty
 But that doesn't make a fool of me
 You were in it for your beauty too
 And I loved you for your body
 There's a voice that sounds like God to me
 Declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really you
 And I loved you when our love was blessed
 And I love you now there's nothing left
 But sorrow and a sense of overtime
 And I missed you since the place got wrecked
 And I just don't care what happens next
 Looks like freedom but it feels like death
 It's something in between, I guess
 It's Closing Time
 Yeah, I missed you since the place got wrecked
 By the winds of change and the weeds of sex
 Looks like freedom but it feels like death
 It's something in between, I guess
 It's Closing Time
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 Yeah, we're drinking and we're dancing
 But there's nothing really happening
 And the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night
 And my very close companion
 Gets me fumbling, gets me laughing
 She's a hundred but she's wearing something tight
 And I lift my glass to the Awful Truth
 Which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth
 Except to say it isn't worth a dime
 And the whole damn place goes crazy twice
 And it's once for the devil and once for Christ
 But the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
 We're busted in the blinding lights
 Of Closing Time
 The whole damn place goes crazy twice
 And it's once for the devil and it's once for Christ
 But the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
 We're busted in the blinding lights
 Busted in the blinding lights
 Of Closing Time
 Closing time
 Oh, the women tear their blouses off
 And the men they dance on the polka-dots
 It's Closing Time
 And it's partner found, it's partner lost
 And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
 It's Closing Time
 I swear it happened just like this
 A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
 It's Closing Time
 The Gates of Love they budged an inch
 I can't say much has happened since
 But Closing Time
 I loved you when our love was blessed
 I love you now there's nothing left
 But Closing Time
 I miss you since the place got wrecked
 By the winds of change and the weeds of sex