Cohen Leonard Closing Time Lyrics

Closing Time Lyrics

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.