I’m Late
Dawn Harwood-Jones • Jim Henman

Gotta catch a train catch a train
Gotta catch a train

Gotta catch a plane catch a plan
Gotta catch a plane

I don’t know where all my time has gone
- don’t know where I am going

I’m late
Yes I know I’m late etc.

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I Will Get Over You
Jim Henman

No more words no more tears
I hope I don’t sound insincere
It’s crazy how we pushed and shoved
In the name of our love

I know, I know it’s not that bad.
I don’t need a doctor, I’m just feeling sad
I just need some time to heal it’s really no big deal

I will get over you, what can I do?
Can’t let my world just tear in two
I will get over you. I know it’s true
I’ll get over missing you.

Someday I’ll find a way to celebrate
Take myself out on a special date
If it don’t work out - I don’t have a good time
There’s no one else to blame
I’ll know the fault’s all mine

I think I’ll go out on a long trip
I’ll take a cruise across to Europe
I might meet someone who will assure it
That I’ll get over missing you

I will get over you, what can I do?
Can’t let my world just tear in two
I will get over you. I know it’s true
I’ll get over missing you.

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Repent You Fools
Malcolm Callaway • Konrad Pluta
Jim Henman • Dawn Harwood-Jones

Oh repent schement, I’ll repent tomorrow
I be shedding no tears
I’ll be spreading no sorrow
Cause I’m the man
I’m the man
I’m the man without a torso,
You want to hear more so?
I’m the man with no body,
I’m the man
No shit Sherlock. I’m the man.
The man with no body.
Nobody’s seen the trouble I seen.
Messing with the Philistine
Jiving with the Miocene
Firing up the kerosene
Make a little girlie with the plastocene
Makin' the scene with a Philippine

Yo Mrs. Marcos, digging your carcass
She’s singing the blues
Since they’ve taken her shoes
Lovin’ you Imelda, ‘tho I never held her
'Tho I never smelled her
Make my heart go pitty pat
Enough of that
This is obscene, gimme a shot o’ nitroglycerin

I’ve seen every scene man
I seen every scene
I been shaking with the Shakers
Quaking with the Quakers
Put it in a baggie with the shake and bakers
Looking for aliens with Episcopalians
Sleutherin’ with them Lutherans
Playing ring around the rosy with the Rosicrucians
I’ve seen every ism
I’ve been to every schism
I’m the cat in the hat in the catechism

Listen yo Mennonites, Hutterites, Midianites,
Erudites, Benjamites, Vegamites, Malachites
You’re so tough you coulda been a stalactite
Acolytes, anthracites, Pleiscites, Minorites,
Nazarites, meteorites
And bringing up the rear those darned Sodomites
You got your orthodox, paradox, heterodox,
Pandora’s box, chicken pox

Hey Goldilox you’re wearing my socks

Cos I’m the corpman, hail to the Mormon
The cosmic doorman, Harvey Korman
Bin in the ring with big George Foreman

I’ve seen every ism
I’ve been to every schism - listen up you fools

Repent you fools - you don’t know where you’re going
Repent you fools you don’t know what I’m knowing
Hell ain’t hot and you need a drink
Hell is getting some time to think

And think, and think, and think
And maybe find out.

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Welcome
Jim Henman • Dawn Harwood-Jones

Hey how’d you do?
- Lay off that guy
Guess you’re brand new
- Lay off that guy
Everybody here....
- Lay off that guy
Would like to welcome you

Hey how’d you do?
Guess you’re brand new
Everybody here would like to welcome you

Hey come on in tell us where ya ‘bin
Sit right down and tell us what you’ve bin up to?

Welcome to the bar and grill
Got a lotta time to kill
Time is really on your side
You’ll be so surprised when you’ve realized you’ve up and ... (Repeat)

Welcome to this crazy place
You’ll be sure to find a place
We’ve been waitin’ for a lifetime

Just enjoy the ride at the afterlife bar and ...
tell us where you are and,
Afterlife bar and grill.

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Should I Go?
Dawn Harwood-Jones • Jim Henman

Lately, I’m feeling empty
Do you think it’s time to go?
When I think of leaving I feel guilty
Am I needed? I don’t know

I’d like to fly away to nowhere
But maybe I should take it slow
I don’t know.
Should I stay? Or should I go?
I don’t want to leave
Is it really that time?
I should say goodbye
I’m not going to cry
I don’t know...

One of these times I just won’t be here
I’ll just pick up and leave
You’ll look for me this spot will be empty
I just need some room to breath.
If I stay here helping others
I might smother, I might grieve
I don’t know. should I stay here? or should I go

She’s looking for the light
There’s no one here to help her
She’s trying to find her way. We’d like to lend a hand
But if we say goodbye, we’d lose our best defender?

Should I stay? Or should I go?
I don’t want to leave
Is it really that time
I should say goodbye
I’m not going to cry
I don’t - I just don’t know...

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Show Me a Good Time
Jim Henman • Dawn Harwood-Jones

I’ve been tormented, caught up in a bind
I worshiped at the altar, abstract altar of the mind

I have analyzed, and fantasized,
and Simonized the stuff
Why all the worry? I think I’ve had enough!

Just show me a good time Oh yeah!
Show me a good good time
Just show me a good time
I want a good good time. Good good time

I have worn the cynic’s clothing
Through the forests of the past
Believing that the words I found were all that really last
And while surfing for the answers,
I was drowning in the ink
I loved my tinted tendency to think and think and think

Now all I want is a good time....

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Just A Journey
Jim Henman • Dawn Harwood-Jones

I put off every day - the things I mean to say
Those sacred things we do, like saying I love you
I always think there’s time I’ll always have the chance
To tie up those loose ends and have just one last dance

Chorus
Life’s a journey - just a journey
You never quite believe that it will end
It’s wild and winding - what a journey
You never know what’s waiting ‘round the bend

Is there any more? Can someone say for sure?
Does goodbye mean it’s over - or just another door?
Even perfect sunsets must come to an end
I never really noticed 'til I lost a friend

Chorus

I’ll find the courage for forgiving
Who knows what happens when you care
The butterfly that flies in Buenos Aries
Could be the breeze to someday kiss your hair

It’s a journey - just a journey
You never quite believe that it will end
It’s bright and burning - just a journey
You never know what’s waiting ‘round the bend

No matter how I try, it’s hard to say goodbye,
so hard to even try

It’s a journey

And so I’ll raise a drink to you my friend.

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I am the Dance (Finale)
Jim Henman • Dawn Harwood-Jones

Libera me domine, del morte eterna

I’m out of time. I’m out of place.
I am falling turning tumbling through grace.
I’m not looking forward. I’m not looking back. I am the
train I am the track.
I am the dance. I am the dance of the wind and the rain
on the cottage roof.
I am the child. I am the barefoot child in the street who
speaks the truth.
Searching for the answers. Staring at the stars. Trying to
hold the truth within my hands.
When the waves are laughing
I will sing your spirit far.
I will not pretend to understand.
We are the dance, we are the dance.
We are the dance of the wind and the rain
on the cottage roof.

(David’s Jig)

(Victor Hugo) Demain des l’aube a
L’heure ou blancit la campaign je partirais
Tomorrow’s light will touch your eyes
And you will see that I am gone
But sorrow’s only part of this
- look for me in every dawn.
I am the dance of the light at dawn
I am the light on the forest floor
I am the rhythm of the march of time
In the human song

Nous sommes la dance d’la foret au printemps
Nous sommes la dance de la libellule
Nous sommes la dance des torrents
nous sommes la danse des bon vents.

Gotta catch a train. Catch a train
Gotta catch a train.

Yo soy la danze del viento,
yo soy el ritmo del viento en el trigal

V’la l’bon vent ma mi matend.
V’la’l bon vent ma mie m’apelle.
J’suis la danse des torrents,
je suis la danse du bon vent.

Whey-gah tay-ee ah-neh,
whey-ah tay-ee ah-neh

Kirie elieson kirie elieson

I don’t know where I am going
But I know that I’m going on.

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