text: The smart moneys on Harlow and the moon is in the street
  And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
  Its 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 fiancée is in the mirror
  And the band is goin home
  Its raining hammers, its raining nails
  Its true theres nothing left for him down here
  And its time, time, time
  Its time, time, time
  Its time, time, time that you love
  And its time, time, time
  And they all pretend theyre orphans and their memorys like a train
  You can see them getting smaller as they pull away
  Oh and the things you cant remember
  Tell the things you cant forget
  That history puts a saint in every dream
  And she said shed stick around til the bandages came off
  But these mamas boys just dont know when to quit
  And Matilda asks the sailors
  Are those dreams or are those prayers?
  Close your eyes, son, and this wont hurt a bit
  And its time, time, time
  Its time, time, time
  Its time, time, time that you love
  And its time, time, time
  Oh and things are pretty lousy for the calendar girls
  The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
  Oh and when shes on a roll, she pulls a razor from her boot
  And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
  So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon my lips
  As the dish outside the window fills with rain
  Oh and just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
  Pay the fiddler off til I come back again
  And its time, time, time
  Its time, time, time
  Its time, time, time that you love
  And its time, time, time
  Its time, time, time that you love
  And its time, time, time