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Convention Hall
07:48
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There she stands straddling the boardwalk
Pushing out from the beach into the sea
Like some vaunted marine version of radio city
She stands crumbling but she’s calling out to me
She’s the crown jewel of the waterfront
The echo of former grandeur
The haggard old lady of the coastline
A glimmer of former splendor
Once upon a time she saw royalty come and go
Long ago when she hosted many a famous face
But now even the derelicts that used to hang here are gone
They moved along and never were replaced
Her star once shone bright in the sky
But like a meteor, she fell
It was a downward spiral onto the slagheap
And all that’s left now is a hollow shell
I walk the terraces soaked with ocean spray
Beneath the paint-chipped vaulted ceiling
I search around for a way inside
Just to get the feeling
Just to stand within the cavernous hall
To let her spirit surround me
And to try once again to make heads or tails
Of what’s going on around me.
Well I can’t believe that this is happening yet again
After we both agreed once that we didn’t want to repeat that end
But you had this thing about “growth,” above everything else
And at the same time you say I’m thinking only of myself
Why don’t you look in the mirror
Well we went out west to change our place and change our luck
We didn’t last a year there before the disaster struck
It was those ‘friendships’ you cultivated outside of us, away from me
Well I know how close your kind of ‘friends’ can be
Now the picture is so much clearer
And all your advisers whisper in your ear
That you could be doing so much better than me
Your enablers tell you what you want to hear
And they show you what you want to see
Your sycophants that all surround you
With your pronouncements, they’ll all agree
And all of the above, they drown you
With brown tides of sympathy
And you emphatically state “there is no us”
You resent the way I push and you’re not even willing to discuss
But if I don’t fight for us, what does that make me?
Well you stall, blackball, and build your wall
With the help of all your ‘friends’
You obfuscate and manipulate
All your means to reach your ends
You may say that there is no more us
I say it isn’t so
There always was an us, there is an us
And I refuse to let it go!
And as I sit inside by the piano onstage
Playing my heart out to four thousand empty seats
The hidden sounds of concerts and celebrations of better days
Embedded in these walls release their heat
And set me on fire with a passion that consumes
A passion that once existed for you filling up this empty room
Bringing some life to light the palpable darkness and gloom
Struggling in vain to counteract the words of my inner prophet of doom
No more funny places
No more famous faces
No more days at the races
No more steeplechases
No more former graces
No more love embraces
All that’s left is empty spaces
And the glory with barely any traces
It’s all gone!
©2017 The Hesh Inc.
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Heard It on the Highway
08:26
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Well I heard it on the highway like the holy word of G-d
It was so loud and clear I had to pull over, I was so awed
Well I heard it on the highway and I couldn’t resist the push
It was just like a commandment from heaven, like the voice in the burning bush
Well shake, rattle, and roll down the Garden State
Down Routes 35, 71, and 88
Even if we’ll just run round in circles cursed by fate
We’ll capture all the views now ‘cause we may never be here again
I heard it on the highway, it was the greatest song in history
It had a rhythm and melody all its own but the lyrics, they were a mystery
It was the sound of the rock’n’roll heart and it was beating in full blues time
It said, Go down to the ocean and make the music of your mind
Well I saw it from the highway
Risin’ on the horizon like Mt Sinai in flames
Like a fiddler on the roof down on the Parkway
Singin’ out that tune and calling my name
It was handed to me by the seaside
White hot and written in stone
Full power forward and full speed ahead
No stopping now that you’re on your own
It was the day I graduated
when I came back in touch with the calling
It was there where fifteen bands were playing
Paying respect to the one who had fallen
It was just as the all-star open jam was ending
The sound of drums boomed from way up high
There were ten bolts of lightning, one for each Word
crashing through the mist-choked sky
I heard an organ scream through a Leslie
But none on Earth ever sounded so great
I looked up to heaven, I thought I saw the moon
But I knew I was staring clear through the gates
I kicked off my shoes, I fell down on my knees
I bowed face down into the sand
But he didn’t want none of that false formality
She just wanted me to reach out my hand
Well I heard it on the highway …
©2017 The Hesh Inc.
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When I saw that above-mentioned vision, I must have gone blind
When I heard it on the highway I nearly lost my mind
I was knocked out in the first round
Dead before I hit the ground
Knocked out in the first round
And I left what I once was behind
I saw the boardwalk lying empty like an unplowed field
I saw the casino’s doors all shut and sealed
I was knocked out in the first round
When I saw what became of my old town
Something got stolen and I couldn’t live it down
And it burned like a scar unhealed
There was a circle on the floor where the carousel used to be
There was G-d-only-knows-what where dad’s hotel used to be
There was just dirty water where the bumper boats used to be
There were cruisers and dealers where the rollercoaster used to be
The ferris wheel used to be
The pier of steel used to be
The sky ride, the high dive, this town’s appeal used to be
I don’t want to be a Used To Be
The true believers all come by busload and caravan
And it seems like every one of them has got a plan
But they’re all knocked out in the first round
When they see the disparities that still abound
Ready once again to burn it all to the ground
They don’t care, just as long as they see their man
Everybody holds out hope for some improvement
But nobody holds out any hope for any new amusement
It’s all knocked out in the first round
They bulldozed the Palace down
All they saved was the Tillie grin from the silly old clown
Now it’s all history but hey, at least there’s movement
There are upscale condos where the Monterey used to be
There are upscale condos where Net Lane’s used to be
There are upscale condos in what the Berkeley used to be
There are upscale condos where the St. James used to be
There’s upscale where everything we knew used to be
There’s upscale and more upscale as far as the eye can see
Maybe what’s better is what Used To Be
So here I am, still in my position as a rock’n’roll singer
A piano player in the place where my soul still stubbornly lingers
I wanna make sure my glory days don’t fade away
I wanna make sure my glory days are here to stay
I wanna make sure my glory days keep on being glory days
‘Cause they’re slipping right through my fingers
C-8 meets C-4 and then—implosion
Another piece of a broken dream falls into the ocean
We’re all knocked out in the first round
Dead before we hit the ground
Knocked out in the first round
Flat out cold still on the way down
Knocked out in the first round
Fall like bricks but without a sound
Knocked out in the first round
What I saw when I finally came back to this town
Knocked out in the first round
So much happened since then but I still can’t live it down
Knocked out in the first round
Oh … knocked out!
©2017 The Hesh Inc.
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Love Runs Aground
03:24
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Love runs aground
A wrenching sound
Into the shore like a burning ocean liner
Drifting, smoking, ramming into this town
What happens to a love that couldn’t get much finer
Hellstorm
Hellfire
Seven days and seven nights just like a bad dream
Nobody knows if there will be any survivors
Such a senseless end was unforeseen
Straight from the wedding
They were heading
Off to a happy ending
But they caught fire out at sea
They lost power
In the fateful hour
Just what went wrong remains a mystery
Hellstorm
Hellfire
The burning hulk beached off the convention hall
Destruction meets destruction and the toll rises higher
Spectators from the city
Come one, come all
Is this conflagration
The sorry culmination
Of a romance everybody said
Showed a sea of promise
Sha la la
It was magic
Now it’s tragic
Fairy tale love gone become a nightmare
Save Our Ship
Save Our Survivors
Save Our Souls
sweet rock’n’roll
It was a class act
Now it's a sad fact
B-movie love affair done gone up in flames
Save Our Ship
Save Our Survivors
Save Our Souls
sweet rock’n’roll
Love runs aground …
©2017 The Hesh Inc.
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Soul In Exile
07:53
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Well our love ran aground when the passion engine locked
The sudden jolt caused me to bolt and finally take stock
Our house was made of glass and you flung that rock
And I was shattered by the crash
I moved the token of our love from my finger to my pocket
I’d love to take it to the lake and shoot it off like a rocket
Or maybe I’ll just take it downtown and hock it
After all, I could use the cash
I tried walking all over the shards of what we used to be
But in my blindness and oblivion I stepped on them in my bare feet
My soul in exile, trailing my blood in the street
Oh those glass memories cut so deep
Remember what must be like ancient history
How we’d spin up to the cities in search of music and poetry
The little lost sheep poet’s son-in-law would turn his own key
From an old tradition into a song
From the bottom line to the middle east to the castle by the sea
From the funky clubs down the aisle on the way to the canopy
This time it was to be for real, it was to forever be
And you marched on right along
I Love You I Love You I Love You Seven Times Round My Soul went the refrain
And for snail’s pace time I couldn’t put it on for fear of withdrawal pain
My soul in exile, tried crying but no tears came
This time nothing remains
Well our love running aground
It must have been a spectacular sight to see
Considering how it blew up like Independence Day fireworks
In front of the whole community
And speaking of independence
I’m taking my time cherishing my newfound liberty
Time and money are mine to spend
Any which way now that I’m free
I’m doing all the things I couldn’t do with you
And I’m doing them with such glee
You thought I wouldn’t have the guts
But that just shows how well you really knew me
You think I’ll just sit here and rhapsodize
Till I question my sanity
But that won’t happen this time, you see
I’m through with the dirge and elegy.
Well there would have been a time
I’d have loaded up my car with all my past mistakes
And like a stunt in a movie
I’d stick the accelerator to the floor and disconnect the brakes
I’d take her up Edgemont
And with a figure-eight spin I’d ditch her in the lake
As if somehow all that would
Eliminate all the pain and dull all the ache
Well this time I think
I’ll leave all the garbage by the curbside
I’ll set all the flotsam at the waterline
Let it get taken by the high tide
Then I’ll point my car whichever way she’ll go
And hit the road for that long, long ride
But without you as the rider by my side
I have only my faith as a guide
My ship runs adrift when cast off from you
With nowhere to land, no direction, little hope of rescue
My soul is in exile as long as it’s not one with you …
©2017 The Hesh Inc.
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We’re gonna buy that old building
Make it a national monument
Move the music back in and give the old times a new spin
Let’s get on with it
We’re gonna buy that old building
Plaster posters on the walls
Gonna party past midnight every night all night
We’re gonna have a ball
We’re gonna live out our dreams
‘Cause we must persevere
We’re gonna be everything we couldn’t be
In those years
We’re gonna buy that old building
Put a recording studio inside
We’ll put all our songs on vinyl from first version to final
We’ll have the greatest band of all time
We’re gonna buy that old building
Gonna dig in real deep
Fix the leaks, clean the floors, all the windows and doors
We’ll be playing for keeps
We’re gonna rebuild the glory
‘Cause we can’t let it die
And if anybody tells you it can’t be done
They’re telling you a lie
(Rock’n’roll chamber of commerce)
Just back in time for the renaissance
(Rock’n’roll chamber of commerce)
We’re gonna do it right and get a good response
(Rock’n’roll chamber of commerce)
Put that carousel where its rightful place is
(Rock’n’roll chamber of commerce)
Give this town a reason to live
We’re gonna buy that old building
Make it what it used to be and more
Keep the arcades in place and give the arena a new face
The premier spot on the shore
We’re gonna buy that old building
Shine it up till it gleams
Turn on all the lights for 1,001 summer nights
Pack it tight till it bursts at the seams
We gotta reinstate the crown
And bring back the pride
We can’t let it all fall into the water
There’s too much history inside
(Rock’n’roll chamber of commerce)
Don’t demolish what keeps this town alive
(Rock’n’roll chamber of commerce)
Don’t let some grandiose plan cloud your eyes
(Rock’n’roll chamber of commerce)
Don’t bring it all to an end
(Rock’n’roll—I tell ya)
It’s gonna live, breathe, and jump again.
©2017 The Hesh Inc.
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Blessing of Hope
08:22
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They came to ride the horses, to give them one last spin
They came with their cameras to take the last views in
They paid their last respects
Last-ditch games cashed in, then left
Like ex-lovers taking what they had and drifting apart
Those who came for fun, they came a bit too late
They were met by the ghosts of what was and what could’ve been, undecided by fate
The remains of yesterday’s rides
Are only rubble to untrained eyes
But it’s holy wreckage to the knowing heart
A couple of days wandering might be mighty fine
In the shadow of the abandoned rollercoaster all covered with vines
But if it’s thrills they’re wanting
They’re never gonna find it haunting
These plowed-over fields that once held the amusement parks
They made us big promises, they exploited our dreams
All they left us was a skeleton of cracked cement and rusted beams
The master plan turned out to be a dud
Making progress like a wheel spinning in the mud
And there’s no light at the end of the tunnel ‘cause we’re being kept in the dark
But there’s four arms straddling fully functional five-star hotel
Gleaming and sparkling amidst all the ashes, rising where all fell
The tower keeps watch over the wild proceedings like a silent sentinel
Waiting for the day that will see the rebuilt carousel
With a blessing of hope
Well the storm of the century came and beat up on our scene
It rose up in a biblical fury and smashed all to smithereens
Whatever little remained
Was blown by the wind and washed by the rain
Say goodbye to this East Coast Eden maybe once and for all
And now every year things get progressively worse
Like a poem getting more depressing with each successive verse
Don’t think what I did isn’t sitting on my mind
It’s killing me that I left you behind
And sometimes I can’t help but feel that I dropped the ball
Baby I know things are gonna get better for us
I know things can’t stay this way forever for us
There’s gotta be a way to get it all together for us
I know there’s gotta be a change in the weather for us
‘Cause the snow’s been falling, the lake’s been frozen way too long
And it’s been taking me an eternity just to write you this song
But after the long winter the sun’s gonna shine real strong
‘Cause as long as you are, baby, I know not everything was wrong
You’re my blessing of hope
You’re my blessing of hope.
©2017 The Hesh Inc.
For my daughter, Bracha Tikva.
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The Hesh Inc. New Jersey
Songwriter, performer, keyboard player, beach enthusiast, perpetual transplant, aspiring cult figure.
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