The smart money's on hollow
and the moon is in the street
and the shadow boys are breaking all the laws.
Near east of East St. Louis and the wind is making speeches
and the rain sounds like a round of applause.
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon,
his invisible fiancé's in the mirror.
The band is going home,
it's raining hammers,
it's raining nails.
And it's true,
there's nothing left for him down here.
And it's time, time,
time.
And it's time,
time,
time.
And it's time,
time,
time that you love.
And it's time,
time,
time.
Well,
they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train.
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away.
The things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget.
That history puts a sight in every dream.
Well she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off.
But these marmal boys just don't know when to quit.
Matilda asked the sailors all those dreams or all those prayers.
So close your eyes, son, this won't hurt a bit.
And it's time,
time,
time.
And it's time,
time,
time.
And it's time, time,
time that you love.
And it's time,
time,
time.
Well, things are pretty lousy
for a calendar girl.
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street.
And they're on a roll.
She pulls a razor from her boots.
And 1,000 pigeons fall around her feet.
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
as the dish outside the window fills with rain.
Just like a stranger with the
weeds in your heart.
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again.
And it's time,
time,
time.
And it's time,
time,
time.
And it's time, time,
time
that you love.
And it's time,
time, time.
And it's time,
time,
time.
And it's time,
time,
time.
And it's time,
time,
time.