Scrape the tips off the counternand wipe the grime away nif there's no place left to put itnjust leave it where it laynwe stack the chairs on the tables nbut haven't swept the floornsince Billy said he'd do itnif we explained to him what fornnIt's closing time the night is gonenwhen I reach you it'll be dawnncan somebody tell me where I went wrongnit's closing timennJuke box starts it's yawningnat 1:45nI check Joey's breath on his glassnto make sure he's alivencabbie starts his own shiftnwe no longer have to callnslings Joey over his shouldernand says good night y'allnnIt's closing time the night is gonenwhen I reach you it'll be dawnncan somebody tell me where I went wrongnit's closing timenntell me how I got herenand why I remainnwith a head full of dreams thatnno one can explainnit's closing time etc...nnWhen you hear the neon buzzingnand the ticking of the clocknand see yourself in the mirrornyou slide the bolt into the locknparking lot's a land minencigarettes and broken glassncan't watch your life movingnif you don't feel it going pastnnIt's closing time the night is gonenwhen I reach you it'll be dawnncan somebody tell me where I went wrongnit's closing time