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Somewhere Where Elvis Is Still King

by Mark Hahn

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1.
Love is better than whiskey Except when it isn’t Then whiskey, only Makes it worse When your heart’s on fire Burning inside Adding more gasoline Won’t get you there When there’s no escape From the pain You feel Inside Love is better than whiskey Except when it isn’t Then whiskey, only Makes it worse Time to move past What isn’t working Sitting at the table Waiting for it to all go down Hoping things will get better When it doesn’t happen Grasping for freedom From the pain Love is better than whiskey Except when it isn’t Then whiskey, only Makes it worse If you light another match It will all go up With no one to blame Surrounded by the ashes Burn the whole damned thing down When it doesn’t work out When your life goes wrong And you don’t know what to do Love is better than whiskey Except when it isn’t Then whiskey, only Makes it worse
2.
When I was young Wanted to become Something big Make up For all I had lost and All the things I was missing But with only so many hours In any one day Now I want to spend them All with you Trying to get over Everything That’s gone wrong Find love in What we have and Lose myself While there’s still so many hours In all our days Want to spend them All with you Ain’t nothing else Can fix me Like you can While the world’s Messed me around I’m only who I am With only so many hours Left in any one day Want to spend them All with you Yeah, when I was young Wanted to become Something big To make up For all that I had lost All the things I was missing But now that I know There’s not so many hours left I want to spend them All with you Yeah, there are only so many Hours left, and I want to spend them All with you
3.
Well, you’re gunna’ find him Riding up the Highway Arizona Route 77 On his way To the Shamrock Bar Up in Claypool Just off the main drag In the shadow of the mine Yeah, this is the place Where Elvis is still king Need to get back With you somehow And those Tangled sheets Tattered hearts Holding tight Under a picture Where he’s Looking like an angel Looking like a saint Watching over us Protecting our love Karaoke, every Friday night Jerry rides his bike through The burning mountain passes Cold one by his heart 40 ounces to keep it cool Hair slicked back Blowing in the wind Sun shining, off those shades Going to sing his way Through a life Yeah, Love Me Tender Love me hard This is the place Where Elvis is still king Need to get back With you somehow And those Tangled sheets Tattered hearts Holding tight Under a picture Where he’s Looking like an angel Looking like a saint Watching over us Protecting our love Need to get away Out of town Up that Highway To find our way Somewhere Where Elvis is still king And our love Fixes everything Need to get away To where Elvis is still king And our love Fixes everything
4.
Was a time When we’d stop And couldn’t help But lose ourselves, in Red light kisses With the rest of the world Driving by In oblivion Red light kisses When nothing Could keep us apart For a single moment And the magic of everything Boiled down To one single kiss And every kiss Red light Green light Go! Until the next Red light came And the world stopped For us again That was all so long ago Today, when the red lights Flashed and the railroad Gate came down I remembered Those red light kisses From the Past As you looked the other way And watched the train Pull away It made me wonder Where you were putting your dreams While I sat alone On the other side Of the car As the train clattered by Didn’t have a dream To put in any boxcar Just felt myself Alone But remembered All those red light kisses That had passed me by And wondered where I was As the train went by Wishing I could go back In time Find all those Kisses Where they’d gone Red light Green light Go! When the gates Went up We continued Down the road Red light Green light Go!
5.
Rambler Man 03:41
They always called him Rosie ‘Cuz he really wasn’t Just a gruff old guy With a heart of gold Drove a Rambler Classic Smoked his Chesterfields With Sears Roebuck boots And red suspenders Never saw him drink But he always kept An expensive bottle of scotch Just in case Took me to the gritty Roadhouse bars To get us lunch Introduced me to all the regulars Was a Rambler man Drove me out through The Wisconsin dairy lands Man of few words Knew all the farmers Seemed to know everyone Drove his yellow Classic Smoking Chesterfields Gruff old guy I loved him more than anything He’d take me out for ice cream Said it was a man’s thing He wasn’t very sweet But loved his ice cream Loved his grandson too I’ll never forget him Gruff old guy A Rambler man Never wasted a word But you still knew where he stood Drove a truck Might have run whiskey For the Chicago mob He’d never say, but If there’s a heaven He’d be on those back roads Driving somewhere with my grandma In his yellow Rambler Classic Never said much But my grandma and me Knew what he meant When he said he loved us Without a word Just a Rambler driving man Never wasting a sentence When he didn’t have to
6.
Already Dead 03:41
Walking down the sidewalk Feeling you’re alone Standing strong In the middle of nowhere Once you’ve given up on love You’re already dead Ain’t nothing left Just concrete And a cold wind Blowing In your face All the things you do The things you buy What you see What you own None of them are nothin’ Cuz’ nothin’ in this world Matters more than love It’s just concrete And a cold wind Blowing through Your heart We all go on Eat, shit and sleep But it’s all just nothin’ If you don’t have no one When you give up on love You’re already dead Ain’t no reason left to live Just concrete And a cold wind Blowing through Your soul Never give it up One step after another Nothing comes easy Walking down the sidewalk Feeling all alone Standing strong In the middle of nowhere Just concrete And a cold wind Blowing In your face If you give up on love You’re already dead Nothing comes easy No, nothing is easy
7.
Don’t know when I took that turn Think it was burned Right into my heart When I was young Don’t know why, or What drew me there Just seemed inevitable But I always knew I’d end up somewhere Down that wrong way road Fighting all the things That knocked me down Always heading into Don’t know what Down that wrong way road Falling down Along the way Yeah, I’m always going down That wrong way road [Repeat]
8.
Well, I’m not so big Sitting here Planning and daydreaming Where I want to be with you When the distance calls and I look away Like I’m looking into nowhere Wondering where I’m at I’m trying to check in But I’m not here at all Sometimes, it takes someone else To bring me back It takes you To keep me here Planning and daydreaming Where we might end up Sitting and feeling What it is, to always be me and how hard that can be Yeah, I can’t pretend It isn’t so So I slip away Into another place And just feel myself How it is when I’m alone Need you to pull me back Right into your arms To plan and daydream Of how things could be No, I ain’t so big Sitting here Trying to figure out What to do Need you to pull me back Into your arms So I can dream About how things could be – someday
9.
Who makes all those promises We hang onto When we can’t speak About betrayal ‘Cuz it never adds up The promise and the reality Look out at the horizon Where everything Vanishes and Ceases to matter Walk into the Desert Storms brewing Wherever you go Overtaken by floods of doubt Washing all the dreams Away from my Misguided heart We put ourselves in this place With all those broken promises And dreams gone wrong ‘Cuz it never adds up The promise and the reality Look out to the horizon Where the promises and the dreams Vanish and Cease to matter You get to where you are One step after the next You can trace your route Don’t know where you’ll end up Can’t keep going Into that distance Looking only for those Same old promises That are never fulfilled While falling on your face Where your dreams lie dead In your path Watch where your Footsteps land And find beauty In the surprises ‘Cuz it never adds up The promise and the reality Forget all of those Old dreams Out in the distance Out of reach Keep on walking Into the unknown Forever forward Storms along the way Leave them all behind The promises and dreams They only hold you back And never add up The promise and the reality Leave it all behind
10.
The flames of violence Burn bodies in cages While we’re all trapped In this fucked up world Americans washing their shiny cars Flexing their muscles and Jerking off to Taylor Swift While feeling depressed No day goes by Without a massacre Or brutal rape Nothing changes Laurence of Arabia Was fucked up the ass It’s business as usual in this Fucked up world Catholic priests Molesting alter boys Cops killing teens While people Wave their little flags One nation under God Sending out death sentences In the form of little drones Yeah, this is the home of the brave Where it all begins Learn to feel afraid And hate In this fucked up world Slut-shaming virgins Until they slit their wrist, while Popular girls give blow jobs In the back of the bus Always open season On the gays Rub their face in dog shit While everyone stands around laughing Don’t worry, we’re Handing out guns To solve the problems of violence Buy your kid a brand new Glock We can all shoot The fuck out of each other See who’s left standing At the end of the day When the shit storm comes There’ll be boots and armor And cops hurling teargas Into the crowds This is not where I want to live In my heaven Flags are for burning And the only God is possibility We can change this Fucked up world Into whatever we want, so Why does it always stay the same

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released December 29, 2015

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Mark Hahn Tucson, Arizona

Tucson artist and writer, Mark Hahn, grew up in Detroit MI, studied at the Art Institute of Chicago and has traveled, lived and worked in many major cities across Europe and the United States. He has now settled in Tucson and spends his time focusing on varied creative projects while exploring the Sonoran Desert and the broken down mining towns that are scattered around the Southern AZ landscape. ... more

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