From the recording Henry's Hideaway
Written by: Kathleen Enright Salvia & Henry Salvia, Flying Salvia Music/BMI
Musicians:
Alex Baum - bass
Kent Bryson - drums
Russ Gold - percussion
Henry Salvia - piano
Kathleen Salvia - vocals
Lyrics
HENRY’S HIDEAWAY
I’m feeling very blue, without even thinking of you
Tryin’ to keep the dark thoughts from gaining ground…
If neon was a sound, I’d hear it today,
Think I’ll go around to Henry’s Hideaway
Yes, my dear, the mission is clear, don’t let the bad guys win
Evil eyes ain’t gettin’ in, to our little party
Gentlemen remove their hats, the ladies all are pretty
And everybody loves everybody, at Henry’s Hideaway
Yes, everybody loves everybody, at Henry’s Hideaway
No him, no her, no other, there’s no straight or queer
Standing up or sitting down, it’s all the same thing here
Invigorating conversating, witty reparteé
Everybody loves everybody, at Henry’s Hideaway
Yes, everybody loves everybody, at Henry’s Hideaway
At the center of it all, stands the man, he’s very tall
A prestidigitational master, the band plays even faster
Dancing us like puppets, except without the strings
It doesn’t matter what your career, or if you even have one
Ain’t no time for a social climb at Henry’s Hideaway
Ambition’s on vacation, in suspended animation
And everybody loves everybody, at Henry’s Hideaway
Yes, my dear, the mission is clear, don’t let the bad guys win
Evil eyes ain’t gettin’ in, to our little party
Gentlemen remove their hats, the ladies all are pretty
And everybody loves everybody, at Henry’s Hideaway
Yes, everybody loves everybody, at Henry’s Hideaway
And when we go, the one who knows,
Sits back and takes a break from eating sins
And he pours a gin, then Henry hides away.