Ian's Here

Ha ha, ha ya ha ha ya

Oh-ee-oh

Smell the incense in the air

The cabbage and mulled wine

Throw away all worldly cares

Tonight is yours and mine

Though I haven't known you long

In the present paradigm

In our past lives we've connected

You and I throughout all time

Maybe you were Desdemona (Ah)

And I your Black Marauder

Maybe you were Helen Keller

And I was the water

Ian's here

To offer a safe haven

Where you can be yourself

Unshackled and unshaven

You will find no judgment here

And no talk of wrong or right

Just a beacon in the harbor

A gentle guiding light

So close your eyes

Is that land you're seein'?

Yes, it is

And on that land is Ian

Ian's here *cell phone ring*

Ian's here *cell phone ring*

Have no fear *cell phone ring*

Ian's—

Shit

I am so sorry!

Ha ha ha ha

Oh, it's Rob again

I should maybe—

Oh, Laura, you've pulled the pin!

Now be brave enough to toss the grenade!

The grenade?

Sometimes a relationship needs to be blown up

So that we can see what's left over

Huh. Where did you learn all of this?

My methods are partly European

Partly Eastern

But mostly just pure Ian

Ian's here

Ian's here

Mi nee som de dom

Mi nee ha ree dom

Ma ma say ma ma sah

Ma ma kuh sa

Mi nee som de dom

Mi nee ha ree dom

Mee nee meet me

In the kitchen wit da sari on

Mi nee som de dom

Mi nee ha ree dom

Mini hairy dom

Mini dom dee dom dom dom