Where do you run to?
I’ve got a belly full of cancer
Where do you run to?
Where do you run to?
Just need some sun so I can grow
That’s the story of my life
Where do you run to?
And you can't catch the feeling, no
Mike: For "Rusted Radio" I wrote about being trapped, with the hopes of being released.
Murray: Were you alluding to your relationship to your record label?
Mike: In some ways, yes. That's probably the jumping-off-point for the song, but I think it goes much deeper than that. The song addresses the mystery of the unknown and the tendency to just run away when tough choices need to be made.
Murray: What does that have to do with the summer?
Mike: It the overture of summer. What more is summer than a respite from the rest of the year? I remember when I was growing up how everyone looked forward to the joy that summer afforded. No schoolwork. No responsibilities. Just fun.
Murray: I gotcha. The "promise" that summer holds.
Mike: Exactly.
You better punch your ticket
And hang on for the ride
You better punch your ticket
‘Cause you’re wasting your life
And even though you’re down in it
It’s got you by the tongue
And even though you want to end it
It’s only just begun
Where do you go
When the rusted radio you’re chained to
Won’t let you go?
And that’s the story of my life
I’ve got a belly full of cancer
And that’s the story of my life
But I’m running out of answers
And my time is short
I’m not sticking to the plan, sir
But thanks for the support
Where do you go
When the rusted radio you’re chained to
Won’t let you go?
Where do you go
When the rusted radio you’re chained to
Won’t let you go?
Just need a place I can call home
That’s the story of my life
‘Cause where do you run to
Where do you go
When the rusted radio you’re chained to
Won’t let you go?
Where do you go
When the rusted radio you’re chained to
Won’t let you go?
When you're high on the ceiling
And the rusted radio you’re chained to
Won’t let you go.
Mike Garrigan and Murray on
"Rusted Radio":
Lyrics gathered by J. Hodge
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