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

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.