Live @ Reggie's Music Joint

by The Bored of Education

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Live on State Street! The band recorded this at Reggies Music Joint in Chicago's South Loop. Girl, you is gonna like these tracks...

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released 01 October 2011

Produced by R.Clark. Mixed "Live" at Reggie's Music Joint. Final editing and mixing by C.Lange. Musicians: Aaron Brace (drums/perc.); Erick Deshaun Dorris (piano/vox); C. Ezra Lange (fender bass); Rich Clark (elec. guitar); recorded by Reggie's Music Joint. All songs written by Erick Deshaun Dorris, except tracks: 6 (Rose & David); 8 (Charlie Universe); Tracks 9 (Gershwin); 13 ("CORNROWS" - EDD & Karen Marie Richardson). All rights reserved. (C) 2011. Lyrics printed by permission of EDDMUSIC, C. Universe (Track 8); Karen Marie Richardson(13 - "Cornrows")

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The Bored of Education Chicago, Illinois

Formed in 2010, this quartet spent a year creating the sound that is The Bored of Education. "Live @ Reggie's Music Joint" is a premier of their spirit-filled performances, led by Dorris' gospel ear. The group shines on a scatter-shot arrangement of "At The Dinner Table" and a nod to Gershwin's "Summertime". "Dominican Lover", "Messiah Complex" and a church-fed encore, "The Truth", are highlights. ... more

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Track Name: Lied to Me
You said the story has ended. You said I couldn't even keep my job or less my kids. You said all excuses had been spend-ed. You said I wasn't no good. You did. You did. You did.

When I think about the way you criticized my walk the way you talk about my hair. When I think about the way you made me feel, I never really thought you cared. There's a truth to life, a light so bright so out-of-sight I have to put it out at night. So I take some time to to feel my mind. You know you ain't right.

You Lied to Me. You Lied to Me.

I thought that this was a love story. How you gone and put all your shit on me? I thought we could all have the American Dream. Somebody call Dr. King! The Dream is not for you and it's not for me.


When I think about the way you criticized my walk the way you talk about my hair. When I think about the way you made me feel, I never really thought you cared. There's a truth to life, a light so bright so out-of-sight I have to put it out at night. So, I take some time to to feel my mind. You know you ain't right.

You Lied to Me. You Lied to Me.
Track Name: Give-N-Take
I fall so you don't fall cause somebody has to fall.
You don't seem concerned if we're standing on ground at all.
When I take the lead, am I making a mistake?
Love ain't love if it borrow's on love. It's a Give-N-Take.

I make all the money. I pay all the bills.
You take every inch of me. It's a battle of wills.
When I take the lead, am I forced to compensate?
Love ain't love when it depends on love. It's a Give-N-Take.

I keep on building you up by bringing me down.
I keep on building you up by bringing me down.
I keep on building you up by bringing me down, down, down.
What goes around doesn't come around.
Track Name: Boys In the Magazines
I'm not the boy in the magazines.
I'm not that beautiful.
I'm not a boy in a magazine.

Maybe I'm not that cool.
Maybe I'm not that fine.
Maybe I'm not that cool, to you.

I'm not the boy in the paper gown.
I don't need you to feel sorry for me.
I'm not a boy in a paper gown.

Maybe I'm not that cool.
Maybe I'm not that fine.
Maybe I'm not that cool, to you.
Track Name: Dominican Lover
Girl, its gotta get lonely. Even though I claim you as my own. I'm used to living at a distance. I know you must get lonely.

Is there any consolation, when I call you on your cellular phone, And we fuck at a distance? I know your hands get lonely.

I can figure you out this time. The space I need between points in my life. If you want me to, I can send the results to you. All the way across the distance.

Making up for the lost time. Making up for the distance. If you give me just ten minutes, I can show you the positions that I learned in The Dominican.

If you play your cards right. We can get closer all night. And try to fight off the distance. I know you must get lonely.

I can figure you out this time. The space I need between points in my life. If you want me to, I can send the results to you. All the way across the distance.

Hey, girl. You said you were strong enough for this. But, I see that you are drawing closer, far too close to me.

I can figure you out this time. The space I need between points in my life. If you want me to, I can send the results to you. All the way across the distance.
Track Name: All Right! All Write!/ I Don't Mess With Satan
"ALL RIGHT! ALL WRITE!"

If you ask me can I tell you exactly how my story's gonna end, right now? Or is my future not laid out before me, and I'm writing my , right now? If you ask me can I tell you exactly how my story's gonna end, right now? Or is my future not laid out before me, and I'm writing my , right now? [Honestly, we have no idea what Erick is saying during this part of the song. Probably something "spiritual" or in keeping with his "Magical Black Man" persona. I dunno... I'm just an intern. An imaginary intern...]

I gotta right on! I gotta right on!

Tell me what you gonna do.
Tell me what you're gonna right.
Tell me what it's gonna say.
I can be anything I can be, all right!


"I DON'T MESS WITH SATAN"
I don't mess with Satan. I don't mess with him.
I don't mess with Satan. I don't mess with him.
I don't mess with Satan. I don't mess with him.
When he knocks on my door, I ignore.
When he calls my name, I complain.
When he dials my number, I'm "BIZZAY"!
I don't mess with Satan!
Track Name: Tonight You Belong To Me
Oh honey, I know you belong to somebody new.
But tonight you belong to me.
Although we're apart, you're part of my heart.
And tonight you belong to me.

Way down by the stream, how sweet it will seem.
Once more just to dream with you in the moonlight.

I know with the dawn, you sure will be gone.
But tonight, you belong to me.
Track Name: What We Have
What we have is good. What we have could be great.
Why should we be afraid? Why should we be afraid of that?

What is there to fear?

When one of us hurts, all of us hurt.
When we hurt others, we hurt ourselves.

What we have is noise. What we can make is music.
What we have are dreams. WHat we can make is real.

Where we go is up to us. What we keep is our choice to.
We can leave the pain. We can leave the pain behind.

What is there to fear?

When one of us hurts, all of us hurt.
When we hurt others, we hurt ourselves.
Track Name: Complicated Man
Well, well, well so you want to be a Complicated Man.
Hear The Word and run as fast as you can.
Well, well, well so you want to be a Complicated Man.
Feel The Word and run as fast as you can.

Ezekiel put the scroll in his mouth.
And from the whale, Jonah decided to journey out.
Jesus, please, you'll just have to understand.
All my works have shown I'm a Complicated Man.

Well, well, well so you want to be a Complicated Man.
You hear The Word and your run as fast as you can.
Well, well, well so you want to be a Complicated Man.
You seal The Word and run as fast as you can.

All the boys they stretch tape across my mouth.
They seal The Word in case they decide to fuck it out.
Daddy knows my works and writes them in long-hand.
All my works have shown I'm a Complicated Man.

If I go will you change me? If I go will I be the same?
Oh my, God, you better change me! I've been through this again and again.

You can dress me up, but you can't change me. You can dress me up, but I'm still a queer. Oh my, God, you better change me! I've been through this again and again.

Complicated man. Complicated man.
Track Name: Summertime
Summertime and the livin' is easy. Fish are jumping and the cotton is high. Your daddy's rich and your mama's good-looking, so hush little baby don't you cry.

One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing. You're gonna spread my wings and take off to the sky. [Erick made up lyrics from here forward. We cannot print them and pretend that Gershwin wrote them.]
Track Name: Cybernatural
When doctor's stop healing, and teacher's stop teaching without coverage from network TV. You'll maintain everything's fine.

Everybody's scared of government interaction, but fill their lives with electronic contraptions to maintain a social life. We'll maintain a brave, new lie.

What goes around always comes back to you. What you say out-loud ever is heard. Remember what your mama said about The Golden Rule? Remember what your mama said about being a fool!

I'm captivated by our superficial strife. We post our dreams and lie and wait for onscreen time. From L.A. to McKinsey, we all go from "Like" to "Like" to get a Cybernatural high.

Words of wisdom are left in the leaves. Common sense huddled into the crease. We have changed, over time.

I'm captivated by our superficial strife. We post our dreams and lie and wait for onscreen time. From L.A. to McKinsey, we all go from "Like" to "Like" to get a Cybernatural high.
Track Name: At The Dinner Table
Can you tell me how fast you can fall out of love at the dinner table? Between the peas and carrots on your plate, land in mashed potatoes.

Talking my life. Talking your love. Talking through all the things we always said we'd do or say. If you want love, you gotta make love. You can't expect this love to up and slap you in the face.

Can you tell me why it is? Can you tell me why it always feels the same? After all our promises. Can you tell me why it always feels this way?

Can you tell me how fast you can take a hint at the dinner table? Just another night we have both spent watching digital cable.

I don't want you. I don't need you. I would throw you back if ever I was given a chance. I don't like you. I don't love you. I'm giving up on any thought of this insane romance.

Can you tell me why it is? Can you tell me why it always feels the same? After all our promises. Can you tell me why it always feels this way?
Track Name: Messiah Complex
You shot into a room; scattered a million different pieces. And when the cops came in you assumed they'd know you.

But you're not a god to label good things, or bad things, or any living thing. You're just a guy living off the waste, cradled in the waist, living like the rest of the world.

To know you is to know how it feels to be known. To call out your name is a thrill I'll never know, I suppose. You said, "All that's good is good. All that's bad is bad." But how do you know? If I am no good am I only bad, do you suppose?

But you're not a god to label good things, or bad things, or any living thing. You're just a guy living off the waste, cradled in the waist, living like the rest of the world.
Track Name: Cornrows/The Truth
"CORNROWS"
The other day I saw you, you were looking good to me.
I always knew you were the one for me. And when I saw you, I couldn't ignore. I wanted to reach out. I wanted to touch your cornrows.

It's your cornrows. Your cornrows. Your cornrows.
It's your cornrows. Your cornrows. Your cornrows.

Well, I really like your style. I saw you last evening and I knew right then we would sit and talk for a while. I looked at your feet. I looked at your hair. And something about it just made me stare. I said, "Oooweee, baby! I really like your cornrows."


It's your cornrows. Your cornrows. Your cornrows.
It's your cornrows. Your cornrows. Your cornrows.



"THE TRUTH"
I was lost in solitude. I was lost in solitude. That was my truth. That was my truth.

He never treated me well. He never treated me well. And he never did.

[Erick has never finished the lyrics for this song. He just makes them up. Once, I heard him say "deodorant" on stage and not even bat an eyelash. He's a crazy bastard. I don't trust him... That drummer is H-O-T though! I'd have at least three of his babies.]