Coming Back
Ah we're drinking and we're dancin
and the band is really happenin
and the Johnny Walker wisdom running hig
And my very sweet companio
she's the Angel of Compassio
she's rubbing half the world against her thig
And every drinker every dance
lifts a happy face to thank he
the fiddler fiddles something so sublim
all the women tear their blouses of
and the men they dance on the polka-dot
and it's partner found, it's partner los
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
it's CLOSING TIM
Yeah the women tear their blouses of
and the men they dance on the polka-dot
and it's partner found, it's partner los
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
it's CLOSING TIM
Ah we're lonely, we're romanti
and the cider's laced with aci
and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"
And the moon is swimming nake
and the summer night is fragran
with a mighty expectation of relie
So we struggle and we stagge
down the snakes and up the ladde
to the tower where the blessed hours chim
and I swear it happened just like this
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kis
the Gates of Love they budged an inc
I can't say much has happened sinc
but CLOSING TIM
I swear it happened just like this
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kis
the Gates of Love they budged an inc
I can't say much has happened sinc
CLOSING TIM
I loved you for your beaut
but that doesn't make a fool of me
you were in it for your beauty to
and I loved you for your bod
there's a voice that sounds like God to m
declaring, declaring, declaring that your body's really yo
And I loved you when our love was blesse
and I love you now there's nothing lef
but sorrow and a sense of overtim
and I missed you since the place got wrecke
And I just don't care what happens nex
looks like freedom but it feels like deat
it's something in between, I gues
it's CLOSING TIM
Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecke
By the winds of change and the weeds of se
looks like freedom but it feels like deat
it's something in between, I gues
it's CLOSING TIM
Yeah we're drinking and we're dancin
but there's nothing really happenin
and the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday nigh
And my very close companio
gets me fumbling gets me laughin
she's a hundred but she's wearin
something tigh
and I lift my glass to the Awful Trut
which you can't reveal to the Ears of Yout
except to say it isn't worth a dim
And the whole damn place goes crazy twic
and it's once for the devil and once for Chris
but the Boss don't like these dizzy height
we're busted in the blinding lights
busted in the blinding light
of CLOSING TIM
The whole damn place goes crazy twic
and it's once for the devil and once for Chris
but the Boss don't like these dizzy height
we're busted in the blinding lights
busted in the blinding light
of CLOSING TIM
Oh the women tear their blouses of
and the men they dance on the polka-dot
It's CLOSING TIM
And it's partner found, it's partner los
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stop
It's CLOSING TIM
I swear it happened just like this
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kis
It's CLOSING TIM
The Gates of Love they budged an inc
I can't say much has happened sinc
But CLOSING TIM
I loved you when our love was blesse
I love you now there's nothing lef
But CLOSING TIM
I miss you since the place got wrecke
By the winds of change and the weeds of sex.
