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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
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
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
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,
busted in the blinding lights
of 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
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Et nous buvons et nous dansons
et l'orchestre dégage vraiment
la sagesse de Johnny Walker se répand
Et ma très douce compagne
c'est l'Ange de la Compassion
elle frotte la moitié du monde contre sa cuisse
chaque buveur, chaque danseur
lève un visage heureux pour la remercier
et le violonneux joue un air si sublime
Toutes les femmes arrachent leur corsage
et les hommes dansent dessus
c'est Changez de partenaire
impossible de payer quand le violon s'arrête
on ferme
Nous sommes seuls et amoureux
le cidre a un goût acide
et le Saint-Esprit s'écrie "Où est le boeuf ?"
La lune nage nue
la nuit d'été est parfumée
d'un puissant espoir de repos
Nous nous débattons et nous titubons
dans les cases du jeu de l'oie
vers la tour où sonne le carillon des heures bénies
Je jure que ça s'est passé ainsi :
un soupir, un cri, un baiser avide
les Portes de l'Amour ont cédé d'un pouce
il ne s'est pas passé grand-chose depuis
on ferme
Je t'aimais pour ta beauté
mais ça ne me rend pas stupide -
toi aussi tu te savais belle
Je t'aimais pour ton corps
une voix qui me semble celle de Dieu
me dit que ton corps c'est vraiment toi
Je t'aimais quand notre amour était béni
et je t'aime aujourd'hui où il ne reste rien
que le chagrin et le sentiment que ça a trop duré
Et tu me manques depuis notre naufrage
peu m'importe ce qui va arriver
c'est comme la liberté et ça ressemble à la mort
c'est quelque chose entre les deux, je crois
qu'on ferme
Et tu me manques depuis ce naufrage
par les vents du changement et la semance du sexe
c'est comme la liberté et ça ressemble à la mort
c'est quelque chose entre les deux, je crois
qu'on ferme
Nous buvons et nous dansons
mais il ne se passe vraiment rien
l'endroit est mort comme le Paradis un samedi soir
Et ma très proche compagne
me tripote et me fait rire
elle a cent ans mais porte
quelque chose de moulant
Et je lève mon verre à l'Atroce Vérité
qu'on ne peut révéler aux oreilles de la Jeunesse
sauf pour dire que ça ne vaut pas un clou
Et tout le monde perd la tête
Une fois pour le Diable, une fois pour le Christ
mais le patron n'aime pas qu'on s'emballe -
nous sommes écrasés sous les lumières aveuglantes
On ferme
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