The Last Session Musical Soundtrack Album Lyrics

Perhaps some day for several hours
You'll fill some church with lots of flowers
And display some saintly shot of me
Somewhere in the hall
And stick a tray of Nachos
up against the wall.

I bet my mom will tell a story
Endowing me with lots of glory
And punish you by making you listen to my song
Or torture you by forcing you to have to sing along

Somebody save me a seat
Somewhere in the back
Cause I'll get bored and go across the street
And eat a snack and grab a beer
At the bar
Find a piano
Get out the tip jar

Somebody save me a seat
at that piano across the street
I'll look back and laugh at you
cuz you'll be bored as hell
And will you wonder if you ever knew me
Will you wonder if you knew me too well?

I'll sing all the secrets I'm too ashamed to share
I"ll sing about courage that came from God knows where

A revue of all the hearts I've broken
All the songs I've sung
Foolish words I might have spoken
When I was very young

I'll sing of the places I got to play
And all of the faces I met along the way
I'll sing of all the cities
I saw from speeding cars
I'll sing of taking cruise ships
Out beyond the stars

Somebody save me a seat
On a roller coaster somewhere

We'll fly around and we'll have some fun
And we'll think about the miracles we could have done
and the people we could have become

Well, the beer's made me silly
And I feel kinda guilty
cuz I left you alone over there
So I'll slip back inside and stand by your chair
And just for a moment I'll goof with your hair

Then I'll find my way back to the seat in the back
And I'll be a good boy til it's over

Then I'll get to do something that you cannot do
I'll follow you home everyone of you

Then on a day when you feel lost or hurt
Go to the kitchen and get some dessert
Then sit at the table and eat

Just remember to save me a seat
Please remember to save me a seat

[Save Me A Seat copyright 1996 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes]

The preacher stood in front of the church he built
And he said, I'm leavin'
I love you all but I barely finished high school
And now you've grown much larger
You need someone who's smarter
Been to college, knows the language

There must have been a legion of the people
He helped save
He fed the poor and he helped the sick and the dying

It's nice to have some knowledge
But you don't learn in college
How to treat people
How to love people

And I thought the preacher made a mistake that day
'Cause I think the people needed him to stay

The preacher and the nurse
Always giving more
The preacher and the nurse had an open door

And I know I could do worse
Than to be just like
The Preacher and the Nurse

The nurse would play the piano
And teach the ladies in the church
She couldn't bear to leave but they were tired

The preacher had to slumber
Underneath the lumber
Building the church house
Guarding the church house
'Cause they knew the town had thieves that prowled the night
And they wanted to just to build their house of light

The preacher and the nurse
Always giving more
The preacher and the nurse had an open door

And I know I could do worse
Than to be just like
The Preacher and the Nurse

We packed and moved to Texas
To a little bitty town
The nurse worked at the clinic
In her starched white nurse's gown
The people in the new church
Were the happiest of all
'Cause the preacher and the nurse had heard their call

I know I'll never be the kind of man my father was
But I always try to help when people need me
I cannot bear the crying
Of people who lay dying
I have to help them
I need to help them
But I barely have the strength of just one man
So I write my songs and do the best I can

The preacher and the nurse
Live inside of me
The preacher and the nurse taught me to see
And I know I could do worse
(never gonna do better)
Than to be just like
The preacher and the nurse

I am the preacher.
I am the nurse.

[The Preacher and the Nurse copyright 1996 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes ASCAP]

Somebody's friend took a trip to Chinatown
Somebody's friend got secret herbs
Somebody's friend got cured of HIV
but when I ask if I could meet somebody's friend
they say it's not my friend
It's a friend of somebody's friend

Somebody's friend tried moonstone therapy
Somebody's friend tried some new drug
that came from Cleveland
drawn from a bug they found in England

Somebody's friend got cured of HIV
but when I ask if I could meet somebody's friend
they say it's not my friend
It's a friend of somebody's friend

Somewhere down in South America
There's an HIV-free town
In the town there's an HIV-free circus
With an HIV-free clown

Who performs for all the HIV-free children
Where the HIV-free party never ends
And I'm thinking I would really like to be
Somebody's friend

Somebody's friend just got pneumonia
Somebody's friend might die today
Do I guess I won't depend on somebody's friend
and that'll be easy 'cause it's not my friend

It's a friend of somebody's friend.

(Somebody's Friend copyright 1996 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes ASCAP)

I heard of a group with others like me
who felt the way I feel
I felt sorry for myself like the only man on earth
and someone said a group would help me heal

So I dropped in on a Monday
where they all sat in a circle
and they told each other stories of the war

Some were old and some were young
but mostly they were young
and mostly I kept looking at the floor

Dave was only twenty and he said his life was over
and he asked if this was all the life he'd get

Bill was fifty, going blind, complaining of infections
which he got from tubes connected to his chest.

John at thirty had some spots
He didn't like to go outside
He said his mother hated him
That he was just a prisoner and he wished
he had the guts for suicide

Carrie was a Christian and a housewife and a mother
but she hated all her so-called Christian friends
Cuz they judged her and they told her
if she really loved her Jesus
He's have healed her cause
the blood of Christ will cleanse

She was very disappointed in the Lord
cuz she'd done everything from
speaking in tongues to laying on of hands
She said if this was celestial retribution
Then none of us stood any kind of chance

And the group just listened kind of in a trance

Maxie liked to party and she said she'd never stop it
After all this thing would kill no matter what
She said we looked pathetic and that
she would not stop living
til they threw her in a box and slammed it shut

Then she showed us all the track marks
on her arms and on her body
and invited us to join in later on
and then she staggered for a moment
and fell into her chair

and the group just listened helpless but to stare


And the sickest ones were scaring me
the youngest made me sad
and the ones who looked pathetic
just made me feel pathetic

There was one who seemed to know a lot
and one who had no clue
There was one who spoke of vitamins
who said we needed vitamins
and as they said what they were going through
I cried 'cause I was going through it too.

Jamie was a rocker and he wanted us to know
that he was straight and that he
never f*cked with guys
Afraid his friend would call him gay
he kept it all a secret
but the stress was buried deeply in his eyes

And he ranted it's e-goddammed-nuff to
think I might be dying
must they judge me like I'm just some f*cking queer
and then he looked around
and realized who he was talking to

But the group just listened
That's why there were here
And he was not the first to hate a queer

I finally took my turn and said,
"I guess I got it easy 'cause
all my friends and family really care
They call me and they take me
out to dinner and they tell me
if I ever needed them they'd soon be there

Suddenly it looked like they were dying in the desert
begging for some kind of comfort from the heat
and I had water
I was the only one with water
And I couldn't spare a drop of it to drink

I was glad when it was over
and I raced to get back home
and I felt a little better
and quite so alone

But how strange to be a member of a club
that nobody wants to be a member of
and for all the good it did
I still cannot recoup

From the time I finally visited
The Group

(The Group copyright 1996 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes)

Though you've been a rock for me to stand on
Beside me every moment of the fight
Even though you make it so much better
when I go to sleep at night

The fight that I am fighting is my own
and it feels as though I'm going it alone

Now and then my friends take me to dinner
They tell me how they're with me all the way

They lean across the table
and they say they're thinking of me
then they take the bill so I don't have to pay

And they tell me they're so proud of how I've grown
and they say they know I'm going it alone

How can I complain
when I'm surrounded by the kind of love
most people in their wildest dreams would die for

But at night when it's so quiet
there's a battle raging somewhere
and I cannot see the casualties I cry for

Just a microscopic Armageddon
A battlefield of blood
where the dead are whisked away and soon forgotten
and there are no next of kin for me to phone
just the feeling that I'm going it alone

So I send in the Marines in little pills
They attack the foe and fight for my survival
But the enemy can change
rearrange its DNA
and my forces are soon dead upon arrival

With the news of reinforcements overblown
I soon realize I'm going it alone

But is it such a lonely battle
Have I been so wrapped up in myself
What about what you've been through as well?

Do you lie awake and worry
Never falling back to sleep
Are you going through some private kind of hell?

Do you also feel you're out there on your own?
Do you feel as though you're going it alone.

Do you wake at night and worry
Never falling back to sleep

Are you going through some private kind of hell?
I'd have to read your mind to even tell.

Just before I turned to go to sleep
I brush a little hair back from your eye
Suddenly the loneliness I felt just melts away

And I smile because I know the reason why

Can we really say we're out there on our own?
Can we really say we're out there on our own

When together we've been going it alone.

(Copyright 1996 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes)

I say I'd rather be sick or even
Ashes in some pot
Than to be stuck pretending
To be healthy when I'm not

I know you think I'm dyin'
'Cause I'm under Jesus' curse
Well, when I'm on my deathbed
I don't want you for a nurse

At Least I know what's killing me, yeah
I don't live a fantasy
And though I know you disagree
At least I know what's killing me

I've got a piece of paper
And it tells me something's wrong
It says they think I'm dying
And that I ain't got too long

They don't do any testing
For the thing that's wrong with you
No cure for what you say
No cure for what you do

At least I know what's killing me, yeah
I know the enemy
And though I know you disagree
At least I know what's killing me

You're alive on the outside
But you're the walking dead
Better grow good stuff on the inside
Or bad stuff'll grow instead

I'll tell you something true
Though you may doubt it that
I'd rather be me with AIDS
Then to have to be you without it...
Well, At least I, just at least I, well at least I, wake up in the morning,
Take a good long, looking myself in the mirror,
And say at myself: well at least I know, well at least I know...
Well At least I know...hey! What's killing me
At least I know the enemy
And though I know you disagree
And though I know you disagree
Yeah! Well, At least I know what's killing me!
Yeah!

(words by Marie Cain, music by Steve Schalchlin)

I've got my own private Armageddon
My personal World War Three
Where there's so many different factions
All taking different action
That sometimes it feels like my soldiers
Are killing me with

Friendly Fire
What a strange ironic name
Friendly Fire
But it kills you just the same
Is your death more dignified
When the people you admire
Turn around and shoot you down
with Friendly Fire

I've got a battleground in my body
Where there is no DMZ
Cause I'm so full of medication
I'm like a ravaged nation
That sometimes it feels like my medicine
Is killing me with

Friendly Fire
Though they don't take deadly aim
Friendly Fire
But it kills you just the same
Is your life more meaningful
When you're dancing on the wire
And you're always in the line of friendly fire

Everyone's flying they're own flag or pennant
Everyone's trying to frag the Lieutenant

The troops will be deployed
With a signed affidavit
THE TOWN MUST BE DESTROYED
IN ORDER TO SAVE IT!

You've got an army now
Of doctors who don't know how
To cure your ills
But they've got pills
Enough to choke a cow

Over hills, hills of pills

Pills that give you chills and thrills
But your symptoms keep rolling along

You're gonna pay my boy
You're gonna pay
Not just with money but with
Side effects that aren't so funny

Off we go into the wild blue yonder
Flying high into the sky

From the walls of pharmaceuticals
To the scores of remedies
What we give you in these bottles
Will be worse than your disease

I don't know but I've been told
(I don't know but I've been told)
Kambucha is a magic mold
(Kambucha is a magic mold)

Two cups (drink up)
Two more (three four)
I feel even worse than before

There's a woman named Louise
(There's a woman named Louise)
Tells me my immunities
(Tells me my immunities)
She can (She can)
Restore (For sure)
She sells t-cells by the SEA SHORE!

I've got an endless parade of healers
each one with a remedy
The new age shamans and physicians
prescribe their ammunitions
And sometimes it feels like my doctors
Are killing me with

Friendly Fire
Does it matter who's to blame
Friendly Fire
Cuz it kills you just the same
Are the hitmen more humane
When the target is the buyer
And the victim pays the bill
for friendly fire?

I've got to think of the profit margin
When I question policy
But when I hear some politicians
Defending their positions
Then sometimes it feels like my government
Is killing me...

(Friendly Fire copyright 1996 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes ASCAP)

I saw a neon sign that said "Emergency"
I barely even know what happened next
collapsing in a doorway and then down the hall
Connected to a meter

We should all be connected to a meter

A very nice young man with three rings in each ear
Said "We don't lose that many patients in a year"
He rolled me to a lonely room
With a light beneath the bed
Connected to a bottle

We should all be connected to a bottle

And every night a one am
the angel of the night time
would wake me up and give me something good
and then give me something bad

All day long I'd channel surf
that's all that I could do
I couldn't read a book or walk around
You know you've hit the bottom when you're glad to be

Connected to a TV
We should all be connected to a TV

I dreamed I was on Happy Days
That I was playing Richie
With Potsie begging Richie not to die

Cause they'd never let Richie die

Friends would come around
and give me little things
And say how much they needed me to live

They told me I would make it
Cause they said we were
Connected to each other

We should all be connected to each other

Someday if I lose this fight to carry on
please send me someplace gently out to sea
Then listen as I whisper softly in your ear
Connected to each other

We will always be connected each other.

(Connected copyright 1996 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes)

Nobody knows the bottom better than you
I don't. They don't.
Nobody has the right to tell you what to do
I don't. They don't.
You were the one who made us believe
You were the one who wrote the songs.
You were the one who made it fun.
You were the one who cared for my son.

Nobody wants to see you go through hell again.
Hospitals. Doctors.
All we can do is vow to hold you through the end.
Hospitals. Doctors.
No one is promised even one more day.
All we can say is we'll be there.
All we can do is show how much we care...

The singer and the song
That's what we become
When you play and let us sing along
They're the songs that give us life
Don't we have a right to ask for one more song

The singer stood in front of the choir he built
and he said, "I'm leavin'.
I love you all but they tell me I am dying
And I'm so tired of crying
And I'm so tired of fighting
I will give up now!
I'll go and die now!

Well, I think the singer made a mistake today
If he thinks the choir will let him fade away

The singer and the song
That's what we become
When you play and when we sing along
You're the one that makes us strong
Don't we have the right
To ask for one more song

If you lose hope
Then we lose hope

If you need hope
We'll give you hope
If you need strength
We'll give you strength
Cuz if you don't live
Then we don't live

You're more than just a song
You're more than just a rhyme
You're more than just a tune that fades away

So is there nothing we can say
To make you want to fight
To make you want to fight
To make you want to fight for one more day

More than the singer
More than the song
More than the singer
More than the song

You are the preacher
You are the nurse
You are the preacher

So give me one more day
One more day.

(Singer and the Song copyright 1997 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes ASCAP)

(words by John Bettis, music by Steve Schalchlin)

There's a line holding us together
There's a line holding us all together
You can call it fate
You can call it life
But everything changes

When you care
When you care
You don't need an explanation when you care
Either you love or you don't
Either you will or you won't
You don't need an explanation when you care

There's a word

Stronger than the silence
There's a word stronger than any silence
You can call it love, you can call it God
The name doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter

When you care
When you care
You don't need an explanation when you care

Either you love or you don't
Either you will or you won't
You don't need an explanation when you care

Out of time
everyone is running out of time
And the river keeps on rolling
You can live every day. You can die every day.
Which way doesn't matter, no it just doesn't matter

When a hand
reaches in the darkness
When a hand touches you in the darkness
It might be a friend
Or someone you don't know
Which one doesn't matter, no it just doesn't matter

When you care
When you care
you can only make a difference
when you care
Either you love or you don't
Either you will or you won't
You can only make a difference
when you care

It seems to me life's mystery
is written in the language of the heart

We learn to read from what we need
and everything the poetry of living teaches us
It teaches us
everyday it teaches us

When you care
When you care
You can only lift the darkness when you care
Either you love or you don't
Either you will or you won't

You don't need an explanation
You can only make a difference
You can only lift the darkness when you care.

[The Group copyright 1996 by See No Evil/Lil Shack O Tunes]