Introduction:
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AGh, we're drinking and we're dancing
and the band is really happening
and the Johnny Waleker wisdom running high,
And my very swebet companion,
she's the Angel of Compassion
and she'se rubbing half the world against her thigh.
And every drCinker, every dancer
lifts a happy face to thank her
Gand the fiddler B7fiddles something so sublime  e  
all the womenD tear their blouses off
the men they dance on the polka dots
and it's paCrtner found and it's partner lost
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
it's CLOGSING TIME
Yeah, the womeCn tear their blouses off
the men they dance on the polka dots
andG it's partner found and it's parB7tner lost
ande it's hell to pay when the fiddler stopsC 
Git's CLOSING TIME         D 
We&#G39;re lonely, we're romantic
and the cider's laced with acid
and the Hoely Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"
And the moon ibs swimming naked
and the summer night is fragrant
with a mighty eexpectation of relief
So we strCuggle and we stagger
down the snakes and up the ladder
Gto the tower where B7the blessed hours cheime
Dand I swear it happened just like this:
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
Cthe Gates of Love they budged an inch
I can't say much has happened since
Gbut CLOSING TIME
CI swear it happned just like this:
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
Gthe Gates of Love theyB7 budged an inch
eI can't say much has happeCned since
(can't say much has happned since, can't say much has happened since)
Gbut CLOSING TIME, CLDOSING TIME
eI loved you for your beauty
but that doesn't make a fool of me
byou were in it for your beauty too
eand I loved you for your body
there's a voice that sounds like God to me
AdeA7claring (declaring) declaring (declaring)
Ddeclaring that you're body's really you (really really really really)
CI loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now there's nothing left
GbuB7t seorrow and a sense of overtime
Dand I miss you since the place got wrecked
but I just don't care what happens next
Clooks like freedom but it feels like death
it's something in between, I guess
Git's CLOSING TIME
CYeah. I miss you since the place got wrecked
by the winds of change and the weeds of sex
GloB7oks like freedom but it feels like death
eit&C#39;s something in between, I guess
GitD's CLOSING TIME
GYeah, we're drinking and we're dancing
but there's nothing really happening
eThe place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night
bAnd my very close companion
gets me fumbing gets me laughing
eshe's a hundred but she's wearing something tight
CAnd I lift my glass to the Awful Truth
which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth
GexB7cepet to say it isn't worth a dime
DAnd the whole damn place goes crazy twice
and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ
Cbut the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
we're busted in the blinding lights
Gof CLOSING TIME
CThe whole damn place goes crazy twice
and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ
GbuB7t the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
ewe&C#39;re busted in the blinding lights
(busted in the blinding lights)
busted in the blinding lights
GofD CLOSING TIME, CLOSING TIME
GOh, the women tear their blouses off
Dand the men they dance on the polka dots, it's CLOSING TIME
GAnd it's partner found, and it's partner lost
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
Dit's CLOSING TIME
GI swear it happned just like this:
DA sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss, it's CLOSING TIME
GThe gates of love they budged an inch
DI can't say much has happned since but CLOSING TIME
GI loved you when our love was blessed
DI love you now, there's nothing left but CLOSING TIME
GAnd I missed you since our place gor wrecked
Dby the winds of change and the weeds of sex, it's CLOSING TIME