Side One
1. “Heaven” 2:58
2. “Love Lies Dying” 5:50
3. “Drug Deal” 3:34
4. “Soldier’s Home” 5:34
5. “Saint Jake” 5:23

Side Two
1. “Dream Come True” 5:00
2. “True Love” 3:46
3. “Everlovin'” 5:41
4. “Against My Will” 4:48
5. “No Waitress No More” 3:07

SELECT AN ALBUM TO READ LYRICS AND TRACK LISTING:

Frontier Days (1984, EMI America)
Johnny Comes Marching Home (1986, EMI America)
Based On A True Story (1988, Enigma)
Lovers Who Wander (1990, Enigma)
Elvis Club (2013, Lakeside Lounge Records/GB Music)

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HEAVEN

I need something I can believe in

And another person just won’t do

Not a place or a thing or a solid gold ring

And that’s no reflection on you

Cause I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

I believe that there’ll be better days ahead

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

I believe that there’s Heaven before I’m dead

Some people live for the money

Some people live for the fame

And there are those who only play

For whatever rewards might be paid

But I think the fun is in the game

Cause I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

I believe that there’ll be better days ahead

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

I believe that there’s Heaven before I’m dead

In the nightclubs back home business is thriving

Off the bored, and the restless, and the lonely hearts

Hey, I’d like a little fun, too

But there’s a lot of work to do

I guess we’re all just playing our parts

Cause I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

I believe that there’ll be better days ahead

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

I believe that there’s Heaven before I’m dead

By Scott Kempner

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LOVE LIES DYING

I’ve seen that look before, but not on you

I’ve heard that tone of voice, but not from you

Once upon a time my mama came into my room

I still recall the smell of alcohol and her perfume

She said, “I’ve had it son, I’m sorry but I’m through”

All this time I thought I was to blame

Now I’m losing you the same way

How dark this night

Our love lies dying

How dark this night

How far the dawn

How dark this night

Our love lies dying

I’ll never know why I needed you

And I don’t know why I still do

Broken home and broken dreams, we’re two of a kind

Born with the same bad luck, born under the same bad sign

Everything about our love was wrong

I don’t know how it went on so long

Or why it still burns so strong

What we called love, the world called something else

They say you can’t love someone if you hate yourself

How dark this night

Our love lies dying

How dark this night

How far the dawn

How dark this night

Our love lies dying

I’ll never know why I needed you

And I don’t know why I still do

Take me back to our first kiss

I could feel the beating of an empty heart; yeah, another misfit

And that was enough for us

We thought we were born to be together

We thought this was love

The Winter came right through these walls, but we stayed right here

We told each other it was them not us, as our friends disappeared

We brought out the worst in us

A combination always ready to combust

Still it was a mighty love and a powerful lust

Either way, the sparks would always fly

Either way, I’m not ready to say goodbye

How dark this night

Our love lies dying

How dark this night

How far the dawn

How dark this night

Our love lies dying

She’s gone, gone, gone, gone

By Scott Kempner

DRUG DEAL

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SOLDIERS’ HOME

The snow is lightly falling

On the Soldiers’ Home tonight

The Christmas tree in the parlor

Bathes the room in light

And the young and old gather round

And lift their voices to Heaven in a joyous sound

“Dear Lord above, for what it’s worth

We at the old Soldiers’ Home

Pray for peace on Earth

No more war, never no more, bring ‘em all home

Peace on Earth

Pete Seeger’s on the stereo

Singing songs of peace

A few tears, a few smiles

Private memories

And the young and old gather round

And lift their voices to Heaven in a joyous sound

“Dear Lord above, for what it’s worth

We at the old Soldiers’ Home

Pray for peace on Earth

No more war, never no more, bring ‘em all home

Peace on Earth

The old boys from the Big One

The younger kids from ‘Nam

All grateful to be together and free

As brothers-in-peace

No longer brothers-in-arms

Last year, a young girl from the university

Called up, said she’s doing some paper for school

And could she talk to me

But, she’s got a bad attitude that I’ve heard before

She won’t catch anybody hear singing the glories of war

And the young and old gather round

And lift their voices to Heaven in a joyous sound

“Dear Lord above, for what it’s worth

We at the old Soldiers’ Home

Pray for peace on Earth

No more war, never no more, bring ‘em all home

Peace on Earth

Right now!

Peace on Earth

By Scott Kempner

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SAINT JAKE

Fun City on a Saturday night

My prospects are dim, my wallet is light

Man, this ain’t no town to be broke

I go home and turn on the radio

I’m flipping through the stations getting depressed

When suddenly – Elvis!

The DJ’s got Vinnie on the line

”Please play Brother Ray singing Crying Time

Please dedicate it to the one I love

Saint Jake, tell Ann it’s her I’m dreaming of”

“Hey, hey Vinnie, you’re my man,

Your Uncle Jake’ll do anything for you that he possibly can”

Rock’n’Roll radio, for goodness sake

Blessed are the faithful

Saint Jake

All of a sudden I was ten years old

Late at night, in my room, with the radio

I knew those DJs personally

I knew they were talkin’ straight to me

I thought those days were dead and gone

But, all is right in the world tonight

When St. Jake’s on

Rock’n’Roll radio, for goodness sake

Blessed are the faithful

Saint Jake

I got lonely for a girl I once knew

I thought, maybe I should call Saint Jake, too

I couldn’t believe it, but I really got through

Saint Jake says, ”Who is this I’m speaking to?”

“Jake, please play, Save The Last Dance For Me.

And tell Mary that I love her endlessly”.

You may not believe it, but I swear it’s true

Today, I’m married to You Know Who!

Rock’n’Roll radio, for goodness sake

Blessed are the faithful

Saint Jake

By Scott Kempner

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DREAM COME TRUE

I’ve got a guitar

I’ve got a song

I’m gonna sing it

All night long

It’s a song about freedom

About swimming against the tide

About doing whatever you want

Every single day of your life

About following a dream

I’m following a dream

Trying to make a dream come true

Dream come true

Deep in the city

In a cold and lonely room

A widow and her daughter

She’s singing her a tune

It’s a song about freedom

About swimming against the tide

About doing whatever you want

Every single day of your life

About following a dream

I’m following a dream

Trying to make a dream come true

Dream come true

Sometimes I watch the world go by

Like I was watching from outside

Nothing can hurt me

The feeling sets me free

There’s music in the air

I feel it everywhere

A soldier in a compound

In the heat of Lebanon

He’s heard the death bells ringing

He holds on to a song

It’s a song about freedom

About swimming against the tide

About doing whatever you want

Every single day of your life

About following a dream

I’m following a dream

Trying to make a dream come true

Dream come true

By Scott Kempner

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TRUE LOVE

Gonna find a true love

Gotta have a true love

Want a real true love

The real deal true love

I woke up about nine

With love on my mind

I had a shower, got dressed

I made some bacon and eggs

Went down to the bus stop

Caught the number five

I’m at my job but my mind’s not there

I’m thinking long legs, and long black hair

I’m thinking about tonight when the whistle blows

Thinking tonight I don’t wanna be alone

Getting duded up, coming back downtown

Gonna find a true love

Gotta have a true love

Want a real true love

The real deal true love

I feel good, well, all right!

It’s a nice warm night

Lots of girls on the street

The right one could make my life complete

I’m shifting into high

Think I’ll cruise a little more

Found a parking spot, all right!

Hey, tonight’s gonna be my night

Gonna take my time

Because tonight’s all mine

I feel it any minute, gonna look up and find my true love

Gonna find a true love

Gotta have a true love

Want a real true love

The real deal true love

By Scott Kempner

EVERLOVIN’

Hey hey, baby, how ya doin?

I guess I don’t have to tell you who this is

I miss you like the ocean breeze in Summer

I need you like shelter from the storm

You’re still the girl in all my dreams

Still in all my fantasies

Each and every night I’m away

I had to call again today

Don’t care how much I gotta pay

You’re my my my my

my my my my everlovin’

You’re my my my my

my my my my everlovin’

Hey hey, baby, are the doors locked?

Are you safe and warm?

Is everything alright?

Is our bed a little cold and lonely?

Are you missing me tonight?

You’re still the girl in all my dreams

Still in all my fantasies

Each and every night I’m away

I had to call again today

Don’t care how much I gotta pay

You’re my my my my

my my my my everlovin’

You’re my my my my

my my my my everlovin’

1,000 miles away

Getting further everyday

From this phone by the highway

I can hear the guys are saying

We gotta be on our way

Gotta make another 400 miles today

Hey baby, you know, the guys are understanding

They know how much I need to be with you

One day when this is all over

We’ll fly away, baby, just we two

You’re still the girl in all my dreams

Still in all my fantasies

Each and every night I’m away

I had to call again today

Don’t care how much I gotta pay

You’re my my my my

my my my my everlovin’

You’re my my my my

my my my my everlovin’

Everlovin’

by Scott Kempner

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AGAINST MY WILL

I’m sitting in a foreign country

In an army barrack hidden in the hills

I’ve been here for nearly seven months now

I’m being held against my will

By now my wife has seen me on the TV

Telling all the world that I’m well

But people, when I die, I’m going to Heaven

Cause I’ll have done my time in Hell

I was riding on an airplane

Sailing across the sun

All the world was peaceful and still

Then the silence was broken

Someone yelled, “He’s got a gun!”

Now 45 of us are being held against our will

I’m being held against my will

There are no words that can describe this feeling

I guess only a prisoner might know

When you hear the chimes of freedom somewhere ringing

And it seems so far away, so long ago

I come from California

I never hurt no one

It wasn’t my vote that put the cowboy on the hill

But, I’m the Devil of the West himself

To a band of wild-eyed men

I’m being held against my will

There’s a lake I remember from my childhood

Peaceful in the hills of Arkansas

Every night I tell myself that I’ll get back there

To live out my days on the shore

I was riding on an airplane

Sailing across the sun

All the world was peaceful and still

Then the silence was broken

Someone yelled, “He’s got a gun!”

Now 45 of us are being held against our will

I’m being held against my will

By Scott Kempner

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NO WAITRESS NO MORE

There’s a joint on the corner where I drink my morning joe

The eggs are greasy and the service is slow

But there’s a brown-eyed girl that’ll wait on me

If I get there early and I get the right seat

My love life’s hurting now, that’s for sure

And she’s a good enough reason to be living for

I sip my coffee and I close my eyes

Lean back in my chair and I fantasize

About being the guy who could take her away

Put some distance between her and her sad yesterdays

If I was your man, well, you could be sure

You ain’t gonna work as no waitress no more

Ain’t gonna work as no waitress no more

If I was your man, well, you could be sure

You ain’t gonna work as no waitress no more

Now dig this, you gotta picture in your mind

The scene as I’ve already described

But I guess I feel asleep and started talking out loud

Cause when I opened my eyes, I was staring at a crowd

My little baby’s on my lap, she says, ”Tell me once more

I don’t wanna work as no waitress no more

Ain’t gonna work as no waitress no more

If I was your man, well, you could be sure

You ain’t gonna work as no waitress no more

By Scott Kempner

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MICKEY PAID FOR WHAT MICKEY DONE

Mickey told the truth just one time

Mickey told the truth on the firing line

Mickey sang like a bird

Told everything he heard

Once he started, they couldn’t shut him up

10AM, and James was sound asleep

When the cops burst in and dragged him to his feet

Jimmy serves 25 to life

He’s been raped once and beaten up twice

His little brother’s case is on appeal

By midnight, the news was on the vine

By 2AM, the contracts were all signed

And by dawn, he was the victim of a hit and run

Mickey paid for what Mickey done

They found him face down by the side of the road

His money untouched in the pocket of his coat

And, as if to warn any young creep

Thinkin’ bout squealing to cop a plea

The Mark of the Squealer was cut deep into his cheek

By midnight, the news was on the vine

By 2AM, the contracts were all signed

It took no time to identify the hit and run

Mickey paid for what Mickey done

Mickey paid

By Scott Kempner

@ Prince of the Bronx Music

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OBSESSED WITH MARY

I hear your name in conversation

I hear it playing through the wall on some radio station

All night long on my TV

There’s no escape

Today I thought I saw a change in the way you looked at me

But a fool in love has a way of seeing what he wants to see

Just another face in your neighborhood, I’m sure is all you see

There’s no escape

No escape for me

I’m obsessed with Mary, Lord help me

It causes nothing but heartache and misery

I’m obsessed with Mary, what can I do?

No matter how hard I fight it, Mary, I love you

I got this phone call from my landlord

It seems I forgot to pay my rent

I lost my wallet, two umbrellas, and a brand new fountain pen

Man, it’s been one hell of a January

There’s no escape

No escape for me

I’m obsessed with Mary, Lord help me

It causes nothing but heartache and misery

I’m obsessed with Mary, what can I do?

No matter how hard I fight it, Mary, I love you

By Scott Kempner

@ Prince of the Bronx Music

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SOME SUMMER

I hate waking up from my air-conditioned sleep

8AM, people already melting out in the street

Brother, it ain’t funny

Being stuck here with no money

Got no job, and I don’t wanna drive a hack

Had no luck after two months of my sidewalk act

Brother, it ain’t funny

Can’t get no job, ain’t got no money

We’re having some summer

Some some summer

Some summer

Some some summer

Another summer stuck in the city again

Some some some some summertime

Got no car, and I couldn’t even buy the gas

Taking the train is really such a pain in the ass

I never thought the beach

Would seem so out of reach

We’re having some summer

Some some summer

Some summer

Some some summer

Another summer stuck in the city

We’re having some summer

Some some summer

Some summer

Some some summer

Another summer stuck in the city

By Scott Kempner

@ Prince of the Bronx Music

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