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Hot Water Music

No Division


Southeast First

"O.K. We ran for power, we ran for peace.
Radical Cheerleaders in your face.
We promote freedom, we want equality.
With Gainesville. Oh!"

I've seen heroic falls
Busted lips from microphone brawls
Angelic songs sung by all
Within the hardback walls

It never mattered who you were
Or where you worked
It never mattered who you were
Or what you earned
What mattered was what you gave
And what you loved
What mattered was what you gave
And what was learned

Like one for all for one

Whatever turn of events may come

We all live underground
Underground where it stays warm
Community with common sounds
We work together to break ground

Doesnt matter who you are
Or where you work
Doesnt matter who you are
Or what you earn
What matters is what you give
And what you love
What matters is how you live
And if you love


Free Radio Gainesville

Let's electrocute
Send ourselves in
Constant airwaves ringing out from voice to ear to free ourselves from...

There's an army charged
Ready, armed
To educate
And demonstrate
To the masses
To the people
Left in the dark
With blinders on.
Not holding back to activate
Never holding back to activate
In rebellion

A full-fledged pledge -- To save ourselves
To eradicate the authorities that hold themselves higher -- From those who hate
A full-fledged pledge -- Our ways of freedom
To liberate the minorities who only want their rights -- Expression in rebellion

There's an army charged
Ready, armed
To educate -- To save ourselves
And demonstrate
To the masses
To the people
Left in the dark -- From those who hate
With blinders on.
Not holding back to activate -- From those who hate our ways of freedom
Never holding back to activate
In rebellion


Our Own Way

We had some real hard times
I hope the hardest are behind
But there'll be times when it will seem
Like we are caught someplace in between
The ocean & the storm, without a shore

We'll find our own way home
Sing out every song we know
No one can keep us down
Who gives a fuck what anybody says
We'll live & love until we're dead
Holding on to what we've come to know
And on & on & on & on
And every time you hear this song be sure
You're not alone

We'll find our own way home
Sing out every song we know
No one can keep us down
Who gives a fuck what anybody says
We'll live & love until we're dead
Holding on to what we've come to know
And on & on & on & on
And every time you hear this song be sure
You're not alone


It's Hard To Know (for Gary Lee)

We couldnt help but cry
When we were brought to life
Drug out by the cold, slapped a few times
To the rhythm of the flickering lights
With tightly closed sore eyes
We grow to either be or hate what's cold
And that's when we learn to know
To run

Don't follow
Lead a life
Best we know

It's hard to find your way through the darkness
It's hard to know what to believe
But if you live by your heart & value the love that you find
Then you have
All you need
To run

Don't follow
Lead a life
Best you know

Let's talk about an independent stand
Let's talk about freeform thought
It's not about living under command
So don't get caught! Hey!

??? -- Live your heart & never follow
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??? -- Live your heart & never follow, Yeah!

Live your heart & never follow -- Live your heart & never follow
Live your heart & never follow -- Live your heart & never follow


At The End Of A Gun

We can waste, we can come and go
We can act like we don't know
About suffering & pain
We can live our lives in shame
For never helping anyone we know
Or don't

But we need to recognize
That we are dying if we live alone
Let's send our energy out with what we know
Unify, unify
Unify, unify
Today

Cos our freedom sits at the end of a gun
We're all here getting beat up & held back
We're all here digging knives from our backs
We've all been betrayed

Cos it's business not people
So it's taking, it is never give
That's not the way I wanna live
Unify, unify
Unify, unify, unify, unify
Today

That's nothing but dying
And we're nothing if we sell ourselves
Close our eyes, never hear & never cry for living -- that's nothing -- an empty life


No Division

Hey! We've been locked up & run right down
Been pushed aside for speaking out
Against ways of division
Set to hold us down
To put us back in line when we step out

But I'm not living under them
When we could rise above a culture that says we are better or worse than anyone who's not like us
That's not like us

Hey! We'll sing our hearts in unity
That we won't obey or follow hate
We stand together
We stand with no division
And the ways of old will be swept away

I'm not living under them
When we could rise above a culture that says we are better or worse than anyone who's not like us
That's not like us


Jet Set Ready

So I ask myself
Are we too far gone
Cos ever since we put our hands on the mill
We've been cutting strong

Blind to life
And the consequences of taking life
We're not jet set ready
We're sinking with the ship
That we built too quickly
But we'll shift & reshift the blame
To keep it off our conscience
That we helped to build it

So long -- to the simple song
The balanced one
That's long... gone
Forgotten by more than some
Minds burned while young
By pioneers gone wrong
Who won't cease to live without oppressing life

So long to the ways that we knew fit
With the world that we lived in
It degenerate, enough wealth & power
We can take & take til we have it all

We live -- in a gracious world
A forgiving world
Show... our thanks... with industry
Open eyes can see
Open mouths could speak
To change or rearrange what should not be

So long, so long
So long, so long


Rooftops

Got the scars to remind me
Watched the clocks go around
I've walked myself through some days
That have put me where I am

In another time
In another place
All things might have been in place
But for now I'm finding myself -- up here standing on a rooftop -- screaming
"Hey World! Are you listening,
Listening to me?
I'm here & I'm hurting
To begin again!"

It's another time, it's another place
We are making more old days
But for now I'm finding myself -- out here standing on my doorstep -- screaming
"Hey World! Are you listening,
Listening to me?
I'm here & I'm hurting
To begin again!"
"Hey World! I'm ready to listen -ready to listen
And learn something new
I'm here & I'm willing
To get myself through"


Hit & Miss

The old days, how did anyone make it through them that way
We fought it all. All the problems that we saw, but we couldn't see straight

For all the nights I missed, because the whiskey stole them away
We'd still wake up.
We'd still step up
And defend what we could with clouded heads
We'd turn around
To knock each other down
To help each other up, eyes half shut, with out-stretched arms

We had times where we sure lived like we could never die
We stood strong against those that knock us out but we've all been down

For all the friends I miss that aren't with me here today
We still wake up
After we dream of
The days & the nights we found ourselves wrecked
We still wake up
After we dream of
The day we find ourselves free

Although blind at times we see
Never forgot to mention intent dissension will to be free
Free, free -- We'll never be pulled down
Free, free -- We'll never be pulled down
Free, free -- Won't be pulled down


Driving Home

I know the sink & the rot gut feeling, "Is this happening to me"
And I know what it's like to want to end it all

Driving home between the lines in the road
I swear that I've been through this before
When nothing makes much sense
Except for doing yourself in
Razor blades are hard to hold
When we're
Hit in the heart with
Problems that won't shift
It's hard to admit we
Are afraid
When we're
Hit in the head with
Unanswered questions that repeat
"How could I live after this day"

We can
Take the hits & grow tougher
Collect ourselves to live longer
And find there is no need to be afraid
Because
We all have more to offer
When we struggle to cope with
Whatever it takes to
Make the days
We all have what it takes to make the days
We all have what it takes to make it home
We all have what it takes


In Song

We'll show our gratitude in song
To the inspirations we have known
That helped put us on our feet
When we felt incomplete
And could not carry on

When we chose
To walk alone
And strangthen
Ourselves & our homes
Just searching
For our souls
To find that
We were never alone

Music regulates your breath -- Steady
While rhythm regulates your head -- With a constant beat on a roll
Music regulates your breath -- Simply
While rhythm regulates your head -- Reminding us of what we know
Music regulates your breath -- How love
While rhythm regulates your head -- Shapes & secures the heart
Music regulates the breath -- While truth
While rhythm regulates the head -- Can't help but just do the rest

I love
The independent songs
Cos I
I can relate
And I respect
What you live to create
And I admire
Every determined stray
(From a sterile life)

Survival with give & take
Exchanging for better ways
Survival through give & take
Exchanging for simple ways that move us through the break


Hot Water Music.
Jason Black.
Chuck Ragan.
George Rebelo.
Chris Wollard.

Additional percussion by Erik Larson & Ed Trask.
Additional vocals by Tim Barry, Walter Schreifels, Robbie Huddleson, Samantha Ragan & Paige Foley.
Intro to Southeast First by the Gainsville Radical Cheerleading squad.

Recorded at Montana, Richmond, VA.
Additional recording at Mirror Image Recording Studios, Gainesville, FL.

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