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WRFL LIVE: Summer 2012

by WRFL-Live

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Are we a candle or are we a star? The hotter I burn, well, the further away you are So I go off hunting to bring down my bear, but all I can catch is the air It takes a big man to break a big heart, but it takes a real big heart to break a man like me Half is confusing and half is asleep I never know if you're pink or about to weep But I know the atlas and I know the stars They are blank if I'm not in your arms It takes a big man to break a big heart, but it takes a real big heart to break a man like me After the winter, the birds they will return to gather up branches and bark that we couldn't burn I'll fly the mainsail and shake off the spray and nothing will get in our way No, nothing will get in our way It takes a big man to break a big heart, but it takes a real big heart to break a man like me
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You own your soul, you think you know You think your soul is somehow soul-possessed, But it never was, it never was because I have no soul, I’ll let you know I own no soul so therefore when I die I will go nowhere, I will go nowhere at all No we will go nowhere, we will go nowhere at all. We wont take to the skies and fly, I won’t see you, you wont see me When we are gone, we wont go anywhere at all. We own no souls, we all should know We all should know a soulless life is not so bad after all It’s not so bad after all. It’s not so bad after all. It’s not so bad after all. We wont take to the skies and fly, I won’t see you, you wont see me When we are gone, we wont go anywhere at all.
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Who are these too good standing round my fire Trying to preach some voodoo vodka In a Styrofoam cup There's only so many times a man can bend over That woman got a music Will make you hand over the keys. Canadian mist and hot black chickory coffee Woke up what the wine put to bed Jesse Mae Hemphill Songs at the kitchen table Here you take the mike I can't wait for what your mouth will say Don't mind me I wasn't really singin anyway I'm working here They say I'm working here Down in the old city Wrought iron in the fleur de lis Way down in New Orleans With the sidewalk kings I always knew if you opened up a dream to me Your beautiful mind would water sunbaked scenery in this alligator town Where the sidewalks sing And people lay with dogs Taking baths in the evening Candles on the sink It's cooler here by a couple degrees And smell that sweet olive breeze But now we're hunkered down Brown van Mississippi moanin' Community yeah but you know There's no goin' back home All we have are these cell phones We're still singing in the pines Green bottles of red red wine And in the old city Wrought iron in the fleur de lis Way down in New Orleans With the sidewalk kings Out here on the street Just trying to make a dollar While stony and grampa echo old call and response Already played that song once today But kick off your shoes hey Careful that dress Them old blues hurt good But crying hurts the best When old lovers become tourists In the land of the heart Now I'm too hot too cold man What did they do to me Came from the bureau Rolled up the welcome mat And tore down my home He said you better get on that plane She toes a thimble a corrugated rhythm She's my washboard queen She'll either play rhythm Or she won't have a band No she won't have a band Down in the old city Wrought iron in the fleur de lis Way down in New Orleans With the sidewalk kings
4.
We both know what’s wrong and what’s right, and I’ve got enough to keep me up at night Without you always draggin’ all these things along I would suggest that you remain uninterested in things in which you are not invested But you can’t help to stick your nose where it don’t belong And after all this time I realize The innocence of life has passed us by Try to slip away, but the grip is too tight... you might as well go ahead and give up the fight Everyone knows you’ll eventually just cave in You do you’re best to reminisce and look for clues that you might have missed Having no idea where you might begin And all of us will soon be of age
5.
One, two, here we go When I was a little boy goin’ trick or treat up and down the street Momma said to watch it son, before you eat makes sure things are sweet. I’m a little older now and the bag of life’s full of sweet and sour I know that I should check things out before I take a bite I wish they’d take the razor blades out of love I wish they’d take the razor blades out of love Because when my heart is bleeding, you know I feel just like a fool Ain’t no use in reading, they wont teach you this stuff in school I wish they’d take the razor blades out of love I wish they’d take the razor blades out of love Now when I open up my cupboards all the bad things I discover are clearly marked with skull and bones And all the medical disasters have all the newscasters telling me to leave it alone When it comes it love, my door’s open wide But maybe it’d be better if I run and hide I’m loving and I’m learning, but I’m always getting burned Why can’t I make it to the other side I wish they’d take the razor blades out of love I wish they’d take the razor blades out of love Because when my heart is bleeding, you know I feel just like a fool Ain’t no use in reading, they wont teach you this stuff in school I wish they’d take the razor blades out of love I wish they’d take the razor blades out of love If I would’ve listened to what momma said, I’d be safe and warm in my own bed But with my lips bleeding, I’m tasting what money can’t buy
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Cast over the road Cast over the water Cast over the light 'Til it's as dark as the night The last steps out of town The last steps of a high life The last reasons to keep up But no more reasons tonight Don't say anymore Don't say that last line 'Cause most importantly It's all that's on my mind And you're what's on my mind Oh, but it's easy to see That this is anything but easy I said all my lines, but most importantly Is that I'm sorry Keep breaking me in And upside down and inside out 'Til you know my grin And which ones you fit in Know to hold me down And when to turn me around Keep my head in time And put me back when I'm out of line Let me say a little more Let me say this last line 'Cause most importantly It's all that's on my mind And you're what's on my mind Oh, but it's easy to see That this is anything but easy I said all my lines, but most importantly Is that I'm sorry Just give me a little time Just give me a little time Just give me a little time So you can know what's been on my mind And you're what's on my mind Oh, but it's easy to see That this is anything but easy I said all my lines, but most importantly Is that I'm sorry Oh, you're on my mind Oh, and it's easy to see That this is anything but easy I said all my lines, I messed it up this time Do you still want me?
7.
I knock the rust off but it can't buy me time The words aren't worth a nickel, but they cost you a dime Got something to sell you but got nothing to say Don't need the money I just throw it away It's just a little something I repeat every day Don't keep a promise if they don't know your name Red and yellow, black and white just the same Got something to sell you but got nothing to say Don't need the money I just throw it away It's just a little something I repeat every day Well they got something to sell you but got nothing to say Don't need the money I just throw it away I need a little something at the end of the day
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Whats goin down, down down? It’s your bankroll. Pockets looking flat when they used to be swole Feelin like a half when you used to be whole Walkin barefoot cause your shoes got no soul Now tell how do you pay your bills? When on your resume you’re runnin out of skills Getting kind of scared, you’re headed for the hills. Contemplate your life over a bottle of pills You wonder how things ended up this way Countin pennies tryin to make it through the day Otis meets you sittin at the dock of the bay Thinkin music goin take all of your cares away Well stop, get real and smell that stinky flower The situations getting more dire by the hour Unemployment line you forgot to take a shower Government owns you, they got all the power Lookin down on you from an ivory tower The economy's a star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer The economy's a star killer (Star killer, star killer, star killer, Oooh) Star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer The Economy’s A star killer. Star Killer, star killer, star killer, Oooooh Ooh… star killer) I cant tell you how to get out your situation All that I can say to you is that I know what your facing You gotta keep it real do what you feel That’s how youll get your next meal You gotta hustle Now, all this talk about raisin the debt limit When you can barely afford a banana split Tryin to live like MC Hammer too legit too quit All the while tryin to figure ways to pay your rent Cant throw a punch no goin pound for pound Cant shoot a jumper cant grab a rebound Cant really swim or you might drown You are not the king you cant claim the crown At least your off the front page and despite all your rage still just a rat in a cage Clint Eastwoods countin no age cause he’s burnin that sage floatin with the Osage Its like runnin through a maze tryin to get enough wage when you get on stage Unless you’re Wentworth Miller, The Economys a star killer The economy's a star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer The economy's a star killer (Star killer, star killer, star killer, Oooh) Star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer The Economy’s A star killer. Star Killer, star killer, star killer, Oooooh Ooh… star killer) Why are things so hard you cry out loud as you sob in your hands You gotta keep your grip or you might slip into the quicksands You gotta hold on tight and don’t let go Put up the fight before your soul gets sold Ok, how about some posivitity Why don’t you got a plant a tree All that you need is a seed I find it quite the comedy You have to go to Zuyder Zee just to smoke a little weed No matter whats your pedigree Youre gonna need a little speed in the race to succeed So until youre faster than CJ Spiller (Insert big drum fill) The economys a star killer The economy's a star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer The economy's a star killer (Star killer, star killer, star killer, Oooh) Star killer, star killer, star killer, star killer The Economy’s A star killer. Star Killer, star killer, star killer, Oooooh Ooh… star killer
9.
I woke up this morning, And thought about tomorrow I felt just like this road was running out Then I looked at that sky, It was pretty and it was blue And I remembered just what this ride is all about You can just drop me off at that bear's den, Lean me up against that door again, Unless they get lucky with a 44, I'll be back around a little bit more I've never been here And I've never been there And baby I ain't who I was before When you live this life 5 minutes at a time There's no need to worry About when we're gonna die You can just drop me off at that bear's den, Lean me up against that door again, Unless they get lucky with a 44, I'll be back around a little bit more Come on everybody Let's head out for them hills I can't wait another minute I wanna find what’s real You take whatever you might find But boys, I'm here for this ride You can just drop me off at that bear's den, Lean me up against that door again, Unless they get lucky with a 44, I'll be back around a little bit more
10.
I'm goin' away, far away from here I'm letting you know that I'm out of the clear I'm taking a train, headin' way down south Where they don't know what it's all about I'm goin' away Well I stopped in Rosedale, where I met a girl She took me in and showed me her world She's quite the looker, of those I've seen I sworn I'd seen her in New York Magazine I'm here to stay A new life from all of this What little I left, I sure don't miss Days go right on by, and here I stand Once broken hearted, but a better man I'm here to stay
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I had a friend who died His skull split wide The lights were dim I had to identify him A gasp per woe A gasp per woe The night had eyes And reverberated cries My eyes were red I'll kill the murderer dead A gasp per woe A gasp per woe Down, down into the hole Where the dogs , eat your soul Behind I stand, with a gun in hand I pull the hair, you fall down the stair Dimethyltryptamine makes the heart clean Dimethyltryptamine makes the heart clean
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Steadywhack, paddywhack, i feel like you don't know Don't go out to the night if you can't make your dough Smack it down feel it down I feel way too low/high S'all up hill farther still, I won't stay too high Cool it down til she's out, all I got is taking me around Lay it out do the cool, most of us'll do it too Saw you go don't you know how I'd feel for you Don't go out to the night if you can't shake your new hope Cool it down feel it now makin me do it outside S'all up hill farther still, I don't want me to be right

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Recorded over the Summer of 2012 on Wednesday nights, right in the on-air room of WRFL. Thanks to all of the folks involved with making this project a success.

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released July 9, 2013

Radio Free Lexington of Summer ’12 -

Ben Allen – Student Media Advisor
Margot Wielgus – General Manager
Nathan Cunningham – Progamming Director
Jon Finnie – Public Relations Director
Gary Dickerson – Music Director
Hillary McGoodwin – Office Manager
Jackson Cofer – Sales and Grants Director
Mary Allen – Concert Director
Chris Wheeler – Production Director
Ryan Mosley – Training Director
Lindsey Austin – News Director
Brad Austin – Design Director
Leigh Dixon – Station Librarian
Ben Southworth – Director of WRFL-Live and Local Music

WRFL would also like to thank the following people, whether they offered their music or simply their time, allowing for this show and making this compilation possible:

Cole Wade, Kathleen Volker, Donald Mason, Josh Dargavell, Meaghan Mader, Matt Yeast, Erik Shields, Josh Wright, Igor Bogdanic, Burton Joyner, Ben McWhorter, Jack Gallentine, Daniel Kerwin, Ryan Deatherage, Clif Meyers, Perry Ritter, Lucy Bellomy, Charles Bruin, Justin Miller, Cameron Webster, Ben Vickers, Ryan Parker, Matt Eddy, Caroline Huston, Warren Byrom, Robby Cosenza, Jose Oreta, Severn Edmondson, Danny Clay, Richard Young, Joshua Ulrich, Nick Montopoli, Erin Rafferty, Luke Darville, Mark Kleine, Matt Gibson, Josh Beisler, Bryan Minks, Cory Hanks, Tim Condo, Josh Fletcher, Susan Janis, Clay Gibson, Jason Majewski, Daylan Kinser, Zach Barnett, Kevin Shearer, Larry Morton, Andrew English, Matt Duncan, James Friley.

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