Beetlejuice Original Broadway Cast Recording Ensemble
Chorus
Adam Laird
Keyboards
Nate Mayland
Trombone
Conrad Korsch
Bass
Kris Kukul
Conductor
Shannon Ford
Drums
John Putnam
Guitar
Sean Driscoll
Guitar
MIDIOMATIC, LLC
Synthesiser
Joey Joseph
Keyboards
Joshua Mark Samuels
Percussion
Tony Kadleck
Trumpet
Jay Branford
Woodwinds
Rick Heckman
Woodwinds
Vito Chiavuzzo
Woodwinds
Dylan Drake Schwab
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andy Bell
Songwriter
Vince Clarke
Songwriter
Eddie Perfect
Songwriter
Kris Kukul
Orchestrator
Emily Grishman Music Preparation
Copyist
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Perfect
Producer
Brandon Chevere
Assistant Engineer
Carlos Mora
Assistant Engineer
Neal Shaw
Assistant Engineer
Thom Beemer
Assistant Engineer
Oscar Zambrano
Mastering Engineer
Isaiah Abolin
Recording Engineer
Alex Timbers
Producer
Kurt Deutsch
Producer
Matt Stine
Producer
Lyrics
Mama, I could use some help here
Tired of talking to myself here
Back at home, you don't exist
So here I am in the abyss
Are you really in this place?
It's like the emptiness of space
I could search for all eternity
And never see your face
Help me out
I'm lost without you
Standing
Stuck on this impossible road
No idea which way to go
Whichever path I choose
I lose, you know
And I don't know which way's home
Oh-oh
I don't know which way's home
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You always saw life as a game
But since you left, it sucks to play
I'm beaten up and bruised
Confused by rules that alter every day
Where to next?
You left but I'm still standing
Spinning on this infinite road
Terrified of letting you go
No light above and there's no hope below
And I don't know which way's home
Mom, I've got my heart in my hand
Speak to me and I'll understand
One little word to know I'm not alone
And show me the way back home
Oh-oh
Is there a way back home?
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
The nothingness ahead of me
Is this the end you meant for me?
Every living minute
There's no home without you in it
I'm falling, quit stalling
Your daughter is calling your name
I've burned all my bridges and games
Mom?
I don't wanna forget you
I promise
I'm never gonna forget you
I'm gonna go back home
Adam, Barbara, Delia and Dad
It's messy but they're all that I have
I'll make the best of being flesh and bone
Mama, I'm going home
Yeah
Mama, I'm going home
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm going home
Mama, I'm going home