1. When Daddy Gets Home

(Psalm 39)

We can draw lines in this little box. We can choose sides and talk big talk.
You’re the soldier of fortune. I’m the master of all we see.
You’re the empire builder. I’m the rascal returned as king.

But who you gonna believe. When Daddy gets home.
We believe what we wanna believe. ‘Till the games are over.

We can draw lines in this little box. We can choose sides and talk big talk.
You be the Queen of Sheba. I’ll be Ghengus Chaka Khan.
You be the wickedest witch. I’ll be the Big Bad Don Juan.

But who you gonna believe. When Daddy gets home.
We believe what we wanna believe. ‘Till the games are over.

But who you gonna believe. When Daddy gets home.
We believe what we wanna believe. ‘Till the games are over.

‘Till the games are over.... ‘Till the games are over... ‘Till the games are over.

But who you gonna believe. When Daddy gets home.
We believe what we wanna believe. ‘Till the games are over.

But who you gonna believe. When Daddy gets home.
We believe what we wanna believe. ‘Till the games are over.

 

 

2. Strange Town

(Luke 15:16)

Like a child, you always landed on your feet. Running wild, paid caution little mind.
Playing in the middle of the streets, with all the time in the world.
A world so wide, you could wander it for miles, going where you’ve never been.

But now. Deary, it’s the middle of the night!
And how, shadows grow under the street lights in a strange town, with strangers all around.
How can you be found, if no one knows you in a strange town?

If you could fly, could you find your own way home? Up so high, over that old rainbow.
But what about the great unknown? You might find where the sidewalk ends (don’t go too far...).
Imagine your surprise, to land Where The Wild Things Are. Little lamb so far away from home.

But now. Deary, it’s the middle of the night!
And how, shadows grow under the street lights in a strange town, with strangers all around.
How can you be found, if no one knows you in a strange town?

But now. Deary, it’s the middle of the night!
And how, shadows grow under the street lights in a strange town, with strangers all around.
How can you be found, if no one knows you in a strange town?

Ah ouh... now you’ve done it.... Ah ouh... here, kittie kittie kittie kittie kittie kittie...
Oh uuh... Ah ouh... Oh look at thee... No...

But now. Deary, it’s the middle of the night!
And how, shadows grow under the street lights in a strange town, with strangers all around.
How can you be found, if no one knows you in a strange town?

 

3. Yer Busy Little Beehive

(James 1:15)

Sleep tight... Tricky tickle in the middle of the night. Whatcha doin’?
Foolish fish, I know you wanna take a bite. Come closer, a little closer.

What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?
What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?

I’m such a sucker for the pale moonlight. Where ya goin’?
Make it quick and you won’t have to change your mind. Come closer, a little closer.

What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?
What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?
What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?
What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?

Dancin’ with the devil on the lips of the abyss... (don’t look down).
Never sweeter ‘till you’re steppin’ off the edge. Good night, sleep tight.

What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?
What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?
What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?
What’s that rattlin’ around, rattlin’ around... in your busy little beehive?
In your busy little beehive. In your busy little beehive.

 

5. Some Folks

(Job 42:7)

Don’t need a place, don’t need a name. Just need a purpose.
I lost my place in line and think I’ll be just fine.
There is no race - no one is chasing you. You’re running.
Worry, hurry, worry! Now who’s wasting time?

Some folks say the future’s bright. Some folks say the end’s in sight.
No one says much – but they talk all night. I’m goin’. I’m goin where the noise is mine.

What is the goal, where is your soul? Or do you miss it?
Do you have control or has that crossed your mind?
Wake and eat and work and sleep. Rinse and repeat it.
Worry, hurry, worry! Oh, such a waste of time!

Some folks say the future’s bright. Some folks say the end’s in sight.
No one says much – but they talk all night. I’m goin’. I’m goin where the noise is mine.

Some folks tell me that the end is near. Some folks tell me there is nothing to fear.
No one tells me anything that’s all that clear. Think I’ll saddle on up, and clear outta here.

Some folks say the future’s bright. Some folks say the end’s in sight.
No one says much – but they talk all night. I’m goin’. I’m goin where the noise is mine.
Some folks say the future’s bright. Some folks say the end’s in sight.
No one says much – but they talk all night. I’m goin’. I’m goin where the noise is mine.

Some folks tell me the end is near. Some folks tell me there’s nothing to fear.
No one tells me anything clear. Sadly I must decline, saddle up and clear out of here.

 

 

6. Haven’t Sinned in Years

(Luke 19:26-27)

All the old kings sold their crowns downtown.
Left a child to guard their fortunes. While the Young Lions were on the prowl.
He said, “the watch is asleep in the tower! The back door’s open wide.
There’s a fox making wine in the vineyard. I’ll be ready when it comes my time.”

A child stands in the throne room. Eyes so wide but unafraid.
The One King’s never known you. The One King’s never known you.

The battle raged as the child so bravely struck down them devils one by one.
The old kings returned to find the doors were locked, the vineyard red and the battle won.
He said, “I cast down the watch from the tower. The door’s locked from inside.
I make blood wine down in the vineyard. ‘Cause I was ready when it came my time.”

A child stands in the throne room. Eyes so wide but unafraid.
The One King’s never known you. The One King’s never known you.
A child stands in the throne room. Eyes so wide but unafraid.
The One King’s never known you. The One King’s never known you.
And He knows how kings are made.

The old kings ask me, “Norman! Are you a child or a lone king?"
What do you think? - "But haven’t you ever sinned?”
Oh, I haven’t sinned in years! But you’re out there and I’m in here!
And if I find you asleep in the tower. If the back door’s open wide.
I’ll be makin’ blood wine in the vineyard. I’ll be ready – I got nothin’ but time!

A child stands in the throne room. Eyes so wide but unafraid.
The One King’s never known you. The One King’s never known you.
A child stands in the throne room. Eyes so wide but unafraid.
The One King’s never known you. The One King’s never known you.
And He knows how kings are made.

 

7. Cell-O-Phone

(James 3:7-8)

Sweet sugar, sharp and silky – like a knife in the dark.
Coo-chi-coo, could you come on put some ice on my heart?
Take your cheap suit and shoes back to where they belong.
This ain’t my first time around this dirty backstreet block.

You say what you want. You do or you don’t! There’s too much you on my Cell-O-Phone.
You say what you want. You do or you don’t! There’s too much you on my Cell-O-Phone.

About as cool and as smooth as a knuckle to the jaw.
Shoo-be-doo another fool thinks he’s mighty Kong (Bing Bong).
Like a Rhino dancin’ tangos in the Taj Mahal.
Your mouth is movin’ all I hear is, “Blah, blah... Bing Bong! Bing Bong!”

You say what you want. You do or you don’t! There’s too much you on my Cell-O-Phone.
You say what you want. You do or you don’t! There’s too much you on my Cell-O-Phone.

What now? What now? What now? “Blah, blah..." What now? What now? "Bing Bong!”

“Blah, blah... Bing Bong!”

You say what you want. You do or you don’t! There’s too much you on my Cell-O-Phone.
You say what you want. You do or you don’t! There’s too much you on my Cell-O-Phone.