Closing Time

Album: The Future (1992)
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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
    (Closing time)
    (Closing time)
    (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
    (Closing time)
    (Closing time)
    (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)
    We're 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,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
    (Closing time)
    (Closing time)
    (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
    Of closing time
    (Closing time)
    (Closing time)
    (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)
    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 (closing time)
    (Closing time)
    (Closing time)
    (Closing time)

    The gates of love they budged an inch
    I can't say much has happened since
    But closing time (closing time, closing time, 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 Writer/s: Leonard Cohen
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Comments: 2

  • Dtw from TorontoThe man with the eyepatch is Earl Pastko, well known at the time for his portrayal of the Devil (sort of) in the movie "Highway 61". I'm not sure who the woman is.
  • Ann from Durham CityWho are the couple, the blonde and man with eye patch, my favourites.
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