Remember when we used to walk down the Boardwalk When we used to watch the sun melt into the sea When we’d sit in the moonlight in front...

Greg wants to be a stockbroker And Jake wants to teach in school Allen wants to be a big-time joker And Chaim wants to deal in jewels...

Sometimes, you just don't realize how fast time is passing.

This is my older daughter. Her name at birth was Bracha Tikva Rosenwasser. Bracha is a Hebrew word meaning "blessing." It was also my...

It ain’t just an act, he’s here and he’s back … and that’s that!

Been waiting so long / Through plots and plans that went wrong / What didn’t kill me made me strong / I’m still here.

There’s sometimes we’re on the brink of reality / Being pushed on to some uncertain fate

You’re in the army now dude / And you’re stuck for the next three years!

I’m what you call a rock’n’roll bastard ... you either love me or you hate me.

Stay cool / When you know that the world’s gonna end the next day / And it clamps down all around you and you don’t know what to say.

You’ll find that all you held dear was just a front / Your unsinkable faith will follow the Titanic down.

How does one go about shifting into high gear / When every setting is reverse? / How does one go about marshaling forces / When all the armi

They say you can’t go home again / I always thought that was a cliché / ‘Cause I’d always go back and see the place / But things are differe

Many legends and songs grew up from these cross roads / But the myth isn’t what it seems.

And so it went through the grammar school years / My regular biweekly meeting with the shears / Letting Dad have control of the way I appear

Is it just me, or is the ocean / On the wrong side of the highway?

One of THE HESH INC.'s earliest compositions, perhaps the first one you could call a capital-S Song.

He was the boss, the doctor, the angel of soul / King of the Jersey Shore, crown prince of rock’n’roll

I said Help me Doc I got songwriters’ block I just can’t find my inspiration He said That ain’t no block you just ran out of stock what...

The obvious: The classic “Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J.” The postcard came long before the record. But it was the perfect vehicle that...