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