The smart money´s on Harlow, and the moon is in the street, And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws. You´re 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 fiance´s in the mirror. The band is going home- it´s raining hammers, it´s raining nails. 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 rememeber tell the things you can´t forget,
That history puts a saint in every dream. Well, she said she´d stick around until the bandages came off, But, these Mama boys just don´t know when to quit. Matilda asks the sailors, ´Are those dreams or are 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 when they´re on a roll, she pulls a razor from her boots. And a thousand 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. An just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart, And pay the fiddler off ´til 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 that you love. And it´s time, time... time.