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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
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
I miss you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change and the weeds of sex.
-- Closing time
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