Old Stuf

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released December 15, 2013

Old Stuf features Karen Baluch on vocals, Caitlin Fogg on vocals, Chuck Trimble on guitar, Chris Celleghin on percussion and Frank Fogg on bass, guitar, keys and vocals

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Reaction 7 Cleveland, Ohio

Reaction 7 formed in 2007 with Frank Fogg, Chuck Trimble and Michael F. Roberts.

The current Reaction 7 lineup features Frank Fogg on bass, guitars, keys, and vocals, Alan Fishell on guitars, Ivan Matic on percussion and Karen Baluch on vocals. ... more

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Track Name: Black Hills
Black Hills

© 2013 F. Fogg Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

I'm out here in the Dakotas
The badlands on the right
I've seen the owl
Its on the prowl
Black Hills that were stolen
Black Hills that were stolen

I'm driving on for miles
But I don't see a thing alive
I've seen the owl
Its on the prowl
Black Hills that were stolen
Black Hills that were stolen

Those hills that once were sacred
Have now been desecrated
I've seen the owl
Its on the prowl
Black Hills that were stolen
Black Hills that were stolen
Track Name: The Opener
The Opener

© 1989, 2013 F. Fogg / N. Kiraly Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

They had to think just what to do
Another night not much to lose
The cash was there for them to grab
Inside the high school science lab

The cops were mean but so were they
They planned to make their getaway
They got inside but couldn't get out
Ten detentions all they got

Took a trip that night
Everything seemed right
Took a trip that night
Everything seemed right

(music break)

Took a trip that night
Everything seemed right
Took a trip that night
Everything seemed right

They had to think just what to do
Another night not much to lose
The cash was there for them to grab
Inside the high school science lab

Took a trip that night
Everything seemed right
Took a trip that night
Everything seemed right
Track Name: Small Town
Small Town

© 2013 F. Fogg Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

They all know the score
But she thinks they're a bore
The town is so small
And there's no fun at all

Got to get out got to leave got to go
Got to get out she's the queen of the show
Got to get out got to leave got to go
Got to get out she's the queen of the show

Small town girl in a big town world
Just a small town girl in a big town world
She's a small town girl in a big town world
Just a small town girl And she's got her dreams

(music break)

Got to get out got to leave got to go
Got to get out she's the queen of the show
Got to get out got to leave got to go
Got to get out she's the queen of the show

Small town girl in a big town world
Just a small town girl in a big town world
She's a small town girl in a big town world
Just a small town girl And she's got her dreams

She's dying you see
To hop the train and leave
She's not telling her friends
Tying up loose ends

Got to get out got to leave got to go
Got to get out she's the queen of the show
Got to get out got to leave got to go
Got to get out she's the queen of the show

Small town girl in a big town world
Just a small town girl in a big town world
She's a small town girl in a big town world
Just a small town girl And she's got her dreams
Track Name: Truck Driver
Truck Driver

© 1989, 2013 F. Fogg / N. Kiraly Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

Ooooh truck driver
Ooooh truck driver

Honey crank up the fire
Don't make me liar
Crawl under the sheets
Make our love complete

Don't pick up the phone
We won't be alone

Baby it's been so cold
Driving for you all alone
Baby its been so long
Wish I hadn't gone

Life of a truck driver keeps me away
I should just quit there you want me to stay
Wife of a truck driver always away
It gets so lonely after 70 days

Got to keep that freight a rollin'
Got to keep dispatchers happy
Never get a decent meal
Never get a decent deal
Got to quit 'em got to leave 'em
It's me and you and we just don't need 'em

Honey crank up the fire
Don't make me liar
Crawl under the sheets
Make our love complete

Don't pick up the phone
We won't be alone
Crawl into this bed
Prove things that you said
The day we first met
How can I forget

Life of a truck driver keeps me away
I should just quit there you want me to stay
Wife of a truck driver always away
It gets so lonely after 70 days

Got to keep that freight a rollin'
Got to keep dispatchers happy
Never get a decent meal
Never get a decent deal
Got to quit 'em got to leave 'em
It's me and you and we just don't need 'em

Ooooh truck driver Ooooh truck driver
Track Name: Donuts
Donuts

© 2013 F. Fogg Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

Its time to ride on out
And grab a donut or two or three
Grab an ice cold latte
And move on down that old highway

Things have gotten crazy
Between you and me
I guess I'll be going
On down that old highway But its ok

Its time to gas the truck up
Got a long long way to go
Back to Colorado
Or maybe Idaho

Things have gotten crazy
Between you and me
I guess I'll be going
On down that old highway But its ok
Track Name: Hot-n-Tot
Hot-n-Tot

© 1989, 2013 F. Fogg / N. Kiraly Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

You're damned straight to me
I will give you that
You give your love all night
Do it again and again

You're a hot head
You chew me up in bed
It's better left unsaid
Do it again and again

(musical break)

You're a hot head
You chew me up in bed
It's better left unsaid
Do it again and again
Track Name: March of the Ants
March of the Ants

© 1989, 2013 F. Fogg / N. Kiraly Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

Icy ants crawl through the backyard
Icy ants crawl through the door
They are crawling in my cupboard
I see more and more and more

Stamp the little ants (crunch)
Stamp them on the floor (splat)
Sweep the little ants (crunch)
Sweep them out the door (splat)

Stamp ants on floor, sweep ants out door

Ants are eating up my breakfast
Ants are eating up my lunch
They are working on my dinner
I can almost hear them munch

Stamp the little ants (crunch)
Stamp them on the floor (splat)
Sweep the little ants (crunch)
Sweep them out the door (splat)

Stamp ants on floor, sweep ants out door

Icy ants crawl through the backyard
Icy ants crawl through the door
They are crawling in my cupboard
I see more and more and more

Stamp the little ants (crunch)
Stamp them on the floor (splat)
Sweep the little ants (crunch)
Sweep them out the door (splat)
Track Name: Johnny Reb
Johnny Reb

© 2013 F. Fogg Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

Rebel souls on distant ground
Fighting for their glory
Cannons roaring, battle's raging
Thus begins our story

Johnny Reb so very proud
The Union blue's your brother
Rifle rounds shoot you dead
But you're replaced by others

Johnny Reb (repeated)

I see your confederate flag
Flying high in battle
Charging into rifle volleys
Herded on like cattle

Johnny Reb so very proud
The Union blue's your brother
Rifle rounds shoot you dead
But you're replaced by others

Johnny Reb (repeated)

I see your confederate flag
Flying high in battle
Charging into rifle volleys
Herded on like cattle

Johnny Reb so very proud
The Union blue's your brother
Rifle rounds shoot you dead
But you're replaced by others

Johnny Reb (repeated)
Track Name: Motor City
Motor City

© 1989, 2013 F. Fogg / N. Kiraly Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

Working real hard to get my pay
But the government boy come and take it away

Dumping out the steel automobile

Motor City madness it's in my brain
Motor City madness has gone insane

Dumping out the steel automobile

Working real hard every week
But my friends all know I'm an assembling geek

Dumping out the steel automobile

Motor City madness it's in my brain
Motor City madness has gone insane

Dumping out the steel automobile

Working real hard every day
But I just can't wait for vacation pay

Dumping out the steel automobile

Motor City madness it's in my brain
Motor City madness has gone insane

Dumping out the steel automobile
Track Name: Nice Boy
Nice Boy

© 1989, 2013 F. Fogg / N. Kiraly Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

The jury agreed he'd done his share
Of taking life here and there
The judge pronounced the boy insane
Then sent him here to fix his brain

Can you tell me what's a nice boy doing here
Did you bring some smokes or news from way out there

The doctor says he'll have to cope
He's all messed up from smoking dope
All he does is sit and cry
Why'd he kill her, make her die

Can you tell me what's a nice boy doing here
Did you bring some smokes or news from way out there

(the nice boy talks to the doctor)

I keep hearing these voices, these voices inside my head
They tell me what to do, bad things
I really really didn't mean to hurt her
Please, please let me out of here
Let me out of here, let me out of here
Let me out of here, let me out of here
Let me out of here, let me out of here

The doctor says he'll have to cope
He's all messed up from smoking dope
All he does is sit and cry
Why'd he kill her, make her die

Can you tell me what's a nice boy doing here
Did you bring some smokes or news from way out there

Nice boy, nice boy, nice boy, nice boy
Track Name: Stop
Stop

© 2013 F. Fogg Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

Stop let's take a chance
Find some true romance
Hey, come hold my hand
Enter the promised land

Try to hold on tight
Let's enjoy the night
Look! I see your friend
Maybe we can pretend

Stop let's take a chance
Find some true romance
Stop let's take a chance
Find some true romance

Hey! It's not a game
Love, it's not the same
Cry, I'll hold you tight
Until the morning light

Now you're all I see
Be yourself feel free
Laugh its all ok
Never go away

Stop let's take a chance
Find some true romance
Stop let's take a chance
Find some true romance

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Track Name: Apology
Apology

© 2013 F. Fogg Words and Music – All Rights Reserved

I'm sick of you, you're sick of me
And all we do is disagree
You just stay out and don't come home
You left me feeling all alone

Then you wonder why I see
A reason for apology
I'm gonna grab my cap and get on out of here

I feel dirty, so do you
With all those stories so untrue
We fight all day into the night
And never seem to get it right

Then you wonder why I see
A reason for apology
I'm gonna grab my cap and get on out of here

Sick of you, sick of me
You think you got a pedigree
Sick of me, so sick of you
And I'm so glad its finally through
Sick of you, so sick of you
It's finally over, at least that's true
Sick of me, so sick of me
It's finally over, at last I'm free

Sick of you, sick of me
Sick of you, sick of me
Sick of you, sick of me
Sick of you, sick of me

So sick of me, I'm sick of you
You're tired of the things I do
I just stay home and won't go out
I'd rather sit or lie about

Then they wonder why we see
A reason for apology
I'm gonna grab my cap and get on out of here