That was 30 years ago today. How time flies! Shout out to the dancers from Desrosiers Dance Theatre performing behind Leonard: Robert Desrosiers, Robin Wilds, Robert Glumbek, Marie Josée (Dubois) Danbrook, Phillip Drube and Jennifer Lynn Dick. Good times!
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 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.
Nous avons résisté ,fait passer des frontières en toute discrétion sans jamais demander de medaille ou de récompense et qui a tué ma famille, à votre avis?mort pour la France....
Utter legend. Wish I got to see him.
That was 30 years ago today. How time flies! Shout out to the dancers from Desrosiers Dance Theatre performing behind Leonard: Robert Desrosiers, Robin Wilds, Robert Glumbek, Marie Josée (Dubois) Danbrook, Phillip Drube and Jennifer Lynn Dick. Good times!
he looks so sweet as they brought him on to hold him up.
Wonderful!
Its art, you will be the light, no filter, just straight.
He was so dark he fit right in with the grunge sound of the era somehow.
With Perla Battala on his left and Julie Christensen on his right ... got all the support and man could ask for. Perla. Always in love for you. 🤠
At his worst, he was the best
My new favorite song
RIP Leonard. You will be so, so missed.
I loved his voice like this.
Perla, amorosa, fue una de sus mejores voces a su lado y sigue siendo la mejor interpretando sus canciones. Inolvidable caballero.
Muchas gracias
супер! красавчик! слушаю его весь вечер
Thank You
God how music stills ❤️ us throughout his voice
Words and sound
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
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.
Leonard!
rip your sining with the angelsnow
I met my second ex wife at closing time on a sunday,,doc watsons in miami,,,,almost the best two years of my life
Does one of the backround singers got The future album picture tattooed on chest
His voice got better so much better as he got older. The folksy stuff from the 60s doesn’t move me like this stage in his career.
agree
👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼🥃
....great version but what the _hell_ is going on there in the background
They are mimicking what the song is about..
closing time, trying to get their last drinks
Have you seen the original video?
Nous avons résisté ,fait passer des frontières en toute discrétion sans jamais demander de medaille ou de récompense et qui a tué ma famille, à votre avis?mort pour la France....
The singer has the blue humingbird and heart symbol from The Future album/tour, inked on her breast. Heh.