Pool Hall

A line of cars pulls up before the hotel Your hands grip tight around the white slab of a telephone Saying “We will pay” as a Western plays On a little TV in the corner Sequins on the dress of the woman leaning on your neck Saying “You look wonderful, I’ve never seen you look better” Sequins on the dress of the woman leaning on your neck Saying “You really are my guy” [Chorus] Have you heard They’re closing down the pool hall Have you heard They’re turning it into flats Have you heard They’re closing down the pool hall And there’s Nothing that you can do about that A Spanish guitar leant up in the corner You’ve been to the river to talk to your brother You’ve sung minor key songs with your parents’ friends Sugar in the shaker, ice in the cola In the booth of the beautiful diner Girls in turquoise swish through the corridor Eating popcorn ‘til they find you in the cinema Full to the brim with nerves And now you’re hiding in a telephone booth [Chorus] Have you heard They’re closing down the pool hall Have you heard They’re turning it into flats Have you heard They’re closing down the pool hall And there’s Nothing that you can do about that This is just a whisper, a whisper on high The snap of your polka-dot shirt like the Hulk can really burn your tie Your guitar’s smashed to ribbons on the dressing room floor I think I’ve heard this little tale before [Chorus] Did you know They’re closing down the pool hall Did you know They’re turning it into flats Did you know They’re closing down the pool hall And there’s Nothing that you can do about that