| The enemy is at the door | |
| The enemy within. | |
| Dressed up in the strangest clothes, | |
| Smells of drinking | |
| Bombay gin. | |
| There's a deadman walking | |
| And his shadow's growing long. | |
| There's a deadman walking | |
| Taking it in before his time is gone. | |
| My father was a | |
| Russian Jew | |
| My Irish mother crazy. | |
| I see summer, winter, fall. | |
| When grown men cry like babies. | |
| There's a deadman walking | |
| And his shadow's growing long. | |
| There's a deadman walking | |
| Taking it in before his time is gone. | |
| Solo Wish | |
| I never had to leave. | |
| Wish I'd never known. | |
| Wish I could stay here forever. | |
| Watch my garden grow. | |
| There's a deadman walking | |
| And his shadow's growing long. | |
| There's a deadman walking | |
| Taking it in before his time is gone. | |
| There's a deadman talking | |
| And his shadow's growing long. | |
| There's a deadman talking | |
| Taking it in before his time is gone. | |
| There's a deadman walking deadman walking deadman talking |