Текст песни: Closing Time + перевод

Time will tell if it’s prophecy

When Babel fell, did the babble cease?

The first world’s bank is the third world’s crime

And it all adds up at closing time

History is a rich man’s tale

A row of lamps on the paper trail

But the lights have dimmed and the trading’s died

And they’ve closed the books on closing time

Now border fence got raised again

And we all lament that the line’s so thin

But the neighborhood is tucked in tight

And lock your gates, it’s closing time

Tell me this, when you’re on the street

Do you look for hints in the eyes you meet?

Or do you look away and say «Just fine»

And hurry home at closing time

Now the Golden Years with their edges brown

Just one loose gear’ll grind the whole chain down

And grown men cry just to grease their minds

When they’ve lost their sense of closing time

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