Oh the Road to Hell there was a railroad track Oh, come on! There was a train comin' up from way down below That was not six months! Better go and get your suitcase packed, guess it's time to go She's gonna ride that train Ride that train She's gonna ride that train Ride that train! She's gonna ride that train until the end of the line Because the King of the Mine is coming to call Did you ever wonder what it's like on the underside? Way down under On the yonder side? Way down yonder On the other side of his lawn? Follow that dollar for a long way down Far away from the poorhouse door You either get to hell or to Hadestown Ain't no difference anymore! Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground Hound dog howl and the whistle blow Train come a-rollin, clickety-clack Everybody tryin' to get a ticket to go Those who go they don't come back They goin' way down Hadestown Way down under the ground Ha! Winter's nigh and summer's o'er Hear that high and lonesome sound Of my husband coming for To bring me home to Hadestown Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground Down there, it's a bunch of stiffs Brother, I'll be bored to death Gonna have to import some stuff Just to entertain myself Give me morphine in the tin Give me a crate of the fruit of the vine Takes a lot of medicine To make it through the wintertime Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground Every little penny in the wishing well Every little nickel on the drum On the drum! All them shiny little heads and tails Where do you think they come from? They come from Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground Everybody hungry Everybody tired Everybody slaves by the sweat of his brow The wage is nothing and the work is hard It's a graveyard in Hadestown Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground Mr. Hades is a mean old boss With a silver whistle and a golden scale An eye for an eye! And he weighs the cost A lie for a lie! And your soul for sale Sold! To the king on the chromium throne Thrown! To the bottom of a Sing Sing cell Where the little wheel squeals and the big wheel groans And you better forget about your wishing well Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground On the Road to Hell, there was a railroad car And the car door opened and a man stepped out Everybody looked and everybody saw It was the same man they'd been singing about You're early I missed you Mr. Hades is a mighty king Must be making some mighty big deals Seems like he owns everything Kind of makes you wonder how it feels All aboard A-one, A-two A-one, two, three, four Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground Way down under the ground Way down under the ground

I search your profile For a translation I study the conversation Like a map 'Cause I know there is strength In the differences between us And I know there is comfort Where we overlap Come here Stand in front of the light Stand still So I can see your silhouette I hope That you have got all night 'Cause I'm not done looking, No, I'm not done looking yet Each one of us Wants a piece of the action You can hear it in what we say You can see it in what we do We negotiate with chaos For some sense of satisfaction If you won't give it to me At least give me a better view Come here Stand in front of the light Stand still So I can see your sillouette I hope That you have got all night 'Cause I'm not done looking No, I'm not done looking yet I build each one of my songs Out of glass So you can see me inside of them I suppose Or you could just leave the image of me In the background, I guess And watch your own reflection superimposed And I build each one of my days out of hope And I give that hope your name And I don't know you that well But it don't take much to tell Either you don't have the balls Or you don't feel the same Come here Stand in front of the light Stand still So I can see your silhouette I hope That you have got all night 'Cause I'm not done looking No, I'm not done looking yet I seach your profile for a translation I study the conversation like a map 'Cause I know there is strength In the differences between us And I know there is comfort Where we overlap

I live in two different worlds Simultaneously The one i seem to live in And the one that lives in me And one is full of violence Oppression and disrespect And one is full of longing To breathe and to connect Yeah, my inner world is fragile And the outer world is dumb And this whole thing is such a hassle Won't you wake me when it's done? I live in two different worlds Simultaneously The one where we are fractured And the one where we are free Freedom requires safety Freedom requires trust Freedom requires balance In the equation of us Yes, my inner world is fragile And the outer world is dumb And this whole thing is such a hassle Won't you wake me when it's done? When it's done... I live in two different worlds Simultaneously And between them is a chasm Unfolding unfathomably And in that chasm a shadow And in that shadow i stand Facing towards the light Nothing in my hands My inner world is fragile And the outer world is dumb And this whole thing is such a hassle Won't you wake me when it's done? When it's done...

Growing up it was just me and my mom against the world And all my sympathies were with her when i was a little girl And i've seen both my parents play out the hands that they were dealt As each year goes by i know more about how my father must have felt I just want you to understand that i know what all the fighting was for And i just want you to understand that i'm not angry anymore No i'm not angry anymore She taught me how to wage cold war with quiet charm But i just want to walk through my life unarmed To accept and just get by like my father learned to do But without all the acceptance and getting by that got my father through I just want you to understand that i know what all the fighting was for And i just want you to understand that i'm not angry anymore No i'm not angry anymore Night falls like people into love And we generate our own light to compensate For the lack of light from above And every time we fight a cold wind blows our way But we can learn like the trees how to bend How to sway and say I, i think i understand what all this fighting is for And baby i just want you to understand that i'm not angry anymore No i'm not angry anymore

I will tend my anger I will tend my grief I will achieve safety I will find relief I'll show myself mercy I'll show my self-respect I'll decide when i'm ready To forgive but not forget I will ask you questions I will try to understand And if you give me your story I will hold it in my hands Yes, i will bring the love The revolutionary love I will bring the love The revolutionary love I will bring the love The revolutionary love The revolutionary love And even if you hurt me I will not shut down No, you can't make me hate you And carry that hate around I will see no stranger Only parts of myself, I don't yet know I'll see right through evil To a wound, too scared to show I have the power to stay open I have the power to be The one that i've been waiting for The one who sets me free Yes, i can bring the love The revolutionary love I can bring the love The revolutionary love Yes, i will bring the love The revolutionary love The revolutionary love I will tend my anger I will tend my grief I will achieve safety I will find relief I'll show myself mercy I'll show myself respect I'll decide when i'm ready To forgive but not forget I will ask you questions I will try to understand And if you give me your story I will hold it in my hands I will bring the love The revolutionary love I will bring the love The revolutionary love I will bring the love The revolutionary love The revolutionary love

They go low You go high You bring more Than your own supply That dirty game You don't play That shit's contagious You stay away That shit's contagious You stay away They go low You go high Not takin polls Not doin math Not trying to steamroll A path Not trying to calculate Manipulate The future or the past That shit's contagious You stay away That shit's contagious Just stay away They go low You go high I'm not beneath you I'm not above In the center I put love In our being We are the same But are we playing That dirty game? That shit's contagious Just stay away They go low You go high

I'm traveling in some vehicle I'm sitting in some cafe A defector from the petty wars That shell shock love away There's comfort in melancholy When there's no need to explain It's just as natural as the weather In this moody sky today In our possessive coupling So much could not be expressed So now i'm returning to myself These things that you and i suppressed I see something of myself in everyone Just at this moment of the world As snow gathers like bolts of lace Waltzing on a ballroom girl You know it never has been easy Whether you do or you do not resign Whether you travel the breadth of extremities Or stick to some straighter line Now here's a man and a woman sitting on a rock They're either going to thaw out or freeze Listen... Strains of benny goodman Coming thru' the snow and the pinewood trees I'm porous with travel fever But you know i'm so glad to be on my own Still somehow the slightest touch of a stranger Can set up trembling in my bones I know - no one's going to show me everything We all come and go unknown Each so deep and superficial Between the forceps and the stone Well i looked at the granite markers Those tribute to finality - to eternity And then i looked at myself here Chicken scratching for my immortality In the church they light the candles And the wax rolls down like tears There's the hope and the hopelessness I've witnessed thirty years We're only particles of change i know, i know Orbiting around the sun But how can i have that point of view When i'm always bound and tied to someone White flags of winter chimneys Waving truce against the moon In the mirrors of a modern bank >from the window of a hotel room I'm traveling in some vehicle I'm sitting in some cafe A defector from the petty wars Until love sucks me back that way

Three waitresses all wearing Black diamond earrings Talking about zombies And Singapore slings No trouble in their faces Not one anxious voice None of the crazy you get From too much choice The thumb and the satchel Or the rented Rolls-Royce And you think she knows something By the second refill You think she's enlightened As she totals your bill You say "Show me the way To Barangrill" Well some say it's in service They say "Humble Makes Pure" You're hoping it's near Folly 'Cause you're headed that way for sure And you just have to laugh 'Cause it's all so crazy Ah, her mind's on her boyfriend And eggs over easy It's just a trick on you Her mirrors and your will So you ask the truck driver On the way to the till But he's just a slave To Barangrill The guy at the gaspumps He's got a lot of soul He sings Merry Christmas for you Just like Nat King Cole And he makes up his own tune Right on the spot About whitewalls and windshields And this job he's got And you want to get moving And you want to stay still But lost in the moment Some longing gets filled And you even forget to ask "Hey, Where's Barangrill?"

Marcie in a coat of flowers Stops inside a candy store Reds are sweet and greens are sour Still no letter at her door So she'll wash her flower curtains Hang them in the wind to dry Dust her tables with his shirt and wave another day goodbye Marcie's faucet needs a plumber Marcie's sorrow needs a man Red is autumn, green is summer Greens are turning and the sand All along the ocean beaches stares up empty at the sky Marcie buys a bag of peaches Stops a postman passing by And summer goes, falls to the sidewalk like string and brown paper Winter blows up from the river, there's no one to take her To the sea Marcie dresses warm, it's snowing Takes a yellow cab uptown Red is stop and green's for going Sees a show and rides back down Down along the Hudson River Past the shipyards in the cold Still no letter's been delivered Still the winter days unfold Like magazines fading in dusty grey attics and cellars Make a dream, dream back to summer and hear how he tells her "Wait for me" Marcie leaves and doesn't tell us Where or why she moved away "Red is angry, green is jealous", that was all she had to say Someone thought they saw her Sunday Window shopping in the rain Someone heard she bought a one-way ticket And went West again