Closing Time

Turn all the lights on and open the doors,
Closing time's come, but they're shouting for more.
This one goes out to all my new friends.
Will you still be there when the party ends?

Who needs your troubles, when you've got a song?
Who needs the words when you just hum along?
Whiskey and water, well I will be fine for now...

Walk up the stairs, queue for the coats,
Stand there for hours, having a smoke.
Walk out the club and into the street,
I turn for the taxi and I fall to my feet singing.

Who needs your troubles, when you've got a song?
Who needs the words when you just hum along?
Whiskey and water, well I will be fine for now...

Oh we go to the place where we talked and the place where we played.
And the band kept playing, and the whiskey was fine,
‘Till the party was over, at the Closing Time.