You know your act is failing
When you tumble into your audience
Nobody catches you
And you fall flat on your face
Yes, you’re falling
Falling between the seats
You’re having trouble
Too much trouble keeping the beat
You know you’ve bombed for sure
When you hear the crowd shouting
WE WANT HUEY LEWIS!
And he ain’t even scheduled to appear
Yes, you’re falling
Falling between the seats
Maybe it’s a good time to consider
Going back to busking in the streets
Well the record isn’t selling
The manager walked out
And people come to your shows
Just to call you names
Yes, you’re falling
Falling between the seats
You’re better off playing your Casio
Down at the mall, a hatful of coins at your feet
©2025 The Hesh Inc.

"Falling between the seats" is a literal translation of the modern Hebrew expression for an entertainer's act bombing on an epic scale. It's the theme of this blues song about a washed-up has-been rock star, or better yet, a never-been rock-star wannabe. I wrote it during the winter of 1985-86, during the first year of my army service in Israel, while stationed up near the Lebanese border during a period of relative stalemate and ensuing boredom.
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