(upbeat jazz music) - [Narrator] From the WTP studios in the warehouse district and the corner of entertainment, this is State and Water.

Tonight, The Bell Rangers, featuring John Nicoli, Duffle bag Joe Trupiano, Katie Belle Trupiano, Tyler Terrones, Christina Eltrevoog, and Dick Verucchi.

(upbeat guitar strumming and snare hits) ♪ Send me your song and ♪ I will sing to it ♪ Send me your vow and ♪ I will renew it ♪ Send me your last breath and I will die ♪ ♪ Send me your tears and ♪ I will cry them all ♪ Cry them all ♪ Show me your heart and ♪ Mine will be broken ♪ Show me your truth and ♪ It will be spoken ♪ Give me your light and I'll be the sun ♪ ♪ Show me your fields and ♪ I will run through them all ♪ Through them all ♪ All ♪ Through them all ♪ Oh ♪ Oh ♪ Gave you my life now ♪ How will you spend it ♪ I gave you my garden now ♪ Carefully tend it ♪ Give you the flame from the palm of my hand ♪ ♪ I'll speak in tongues will ♪ You understand them all ♪ Stand them all ♪ Understand them all ♪ Stand them all ♪ Understand them all ♪ Stand them all ♪ All ♪ All (audience cheering and clapping) (soft guitar and quick snare hits) ♪ You and your old guitar used to ♪ ♪ Play me a tune ♪ One that's so sad and sweet it's called ♪ ♪ tears of the moon ♪ But when the summer breezes came ♪ ♪ Blowing through the town ♪ You would drift away from me and ♪ ♪ Take all your lovely sounds ♪ And yes you have those ocean eyes I can ♪ ♪ Still hear them roar ♪ And the falling of your footsteps and the ♪ ♪ Closing of the door ♪ And when the Autumn leaves came ♪ ♪ Floating to the ground ♪ All that made me lonesome is just ♪ ♪ Missing all your sounds ♪ To me you are a memory of a memory of a ♪ ♪ Ghost of a chance ♪ For yet another waiting dream now this ♪ ♪ Moment has passed ♪ And when the winter snows form a ♪ ♪ Blanket on the ground ♪ I have gotten over you, but I'll ♪ ♪ Always miss your sounds ♪ All your lovely sounds (audience cheering and clapping) (bluegrass music) ♪ I turn on the wireless radio ♪ Your pianos through the ice and snow ♪ ♪ World seems small ♪ Optic silence broken by song ♪ So familiar I can sing along ♪ I'm not alone ♪ Is anyone out there singing to ♪ ♪ The ♪ Amplifier modulator oxalater generator ♪ ♪ Maxwell's Chandler's waves invisible ♪ ♪ Make communication possible ♪ It's astounding ♪ Fastening his fiddle played O Holy Night ♪ ♪ And every time at the speed of light ♪ ♪ No dots or dashes ♪ The sailors were out there listening to ♪ ♪ The ♪ Amplifier modulator oxalater generator ♪ ♪ Ron Marconi, Tesla, Papa Beaux, ♪ ♪ Claim the title Father Radio ♪ And none are wrong ♪ Signal traveling for a hundred years ♪ ♪ Told a thousand stars that we are here ♪ ♪ We're not alone ♪ Is anyone out there listening on ♪ ♪ Raga serious regulas ♪ Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice ♪ (audience cheering and clapping) (banjo playing) ♪ The stars in your eyes ♪ They bathe me in glory ♪ See I am the lowly beggar ♪ Rattling chains ♪ Devour my hunger ♪ Like a cheap dime store novel ♪ ♪ By then you just might find out ♪ ♪ What it is that you crave ♪ To keep the cold out you must ♪ ♪ Keep the warm in just the same ♪ ♪ October's a fickle month ♪ Full of cold sunshine or rain ♪ ♪ All the nights sounds ♪ The lowly and the holy ♪ I don't know where one ends ♪ And the other begins ♪ Like when does a sobbing woman ♪ ♪ Turn into a siren ♪ When does a lonesome wail ♪ Turn into the wind ♪ It's not that I'm looking ♪ For someone to know me by name ♪ ♪ It's just years ago ♪ My cup runnenth over ♪ And most of it ran down the drain ♪ (audience cheering and clapping) (banjo playing) ♪ Take a step to remember the key ♪ ♪ My mind plays tricks on me.

♪ Open my mouth and out comes the side ♪ ♪ Oh, one more step to the right ♪ ♪ Oh, I can't decide ♪ Where to go from here ♪ Oh, take me up or take me down ♪ ♪ I feel like a circus clown ♪ With my pants down to my knees ♪ ♪ I must confess ♪ I'm not sure that I can play the rest ♪ ♪ I wanna disappear ♪ When it's time to stand in court ♪ ♪ The judge says son defend yourself oh ♪ ♪ I got nothing to hide ♪ They tell me I got one more shot ♪ ♪ Might as well start digging the plot cause ♪ ♪ I forgot my alibi ♪ Oh, take me up or take me down ♪ ♪ I feel like a circus clown ♪ With my pants down to my knees ♪ ♪ I must confess ♪ I'm not sure that I can play the rest I ♪ ♪ Want to disappear - Alright, Katie.

(scatting) ♪ Pull my pants up and out the door ♪ ♪ Turn it up and hit the floor ♪ Strumbling for his card and carrying me away ♪ ♪ Crank the engine and start the ride ♪ ♪ To the judge I testify I'll ♪ Make it through today ♪ Oh take me up or take me down ♪ ♪ I feel like a circus clown ♪ With my pants down to my knees ♪ ♪ I must confess ♪ I'm not sure that I can play the rest but ♪ ♪ I will persevere ♪ I will persevere ♪ I will ♪ Persevere (audience cheering and clapping) (bluesy guitar) ♪ Sayin' my prayers at the altar with God ♪ ♪ Asking for more money and better job ♪ ♪ Said I'm not asking for much just wanna pay my rent ♪ ♪ He said go talk to the lady that is living in a tent ♪ ♪ She says some people think I'm crazy ♪ ♪ But I think they are too ♪ God gave us the ground so we could grow our own food ♪ ♪ So we grew factories and fiddle with machines ♪ ♪ So we can manufacture things that we really don't need ♪ ♪ We think that we're progressive ♪ ♪ cause we're moving real fast ♪ We're driving in circles like a Nascar track ♪ ♪ Say we move forward but I say we go back ♪ ♪ To before our inventions stabbed us in the back ♪ ♪ Hell can't save you but the good lord can yeah ♪ ♪ The devil can't kill you but sugar can yeah ♪ ♪ Hell can't save you but the good lord can yeah ♪ ♪ The devil can't kill you but sugar can ♪ ♪ So we exercise the seventy five minutes a week ♪ ♪ We control our blood sugar we go gluten free ♪ ♪ We incorporate yoga in a daily routines ♪ ♪ But our hands are still glued to a tiny white screen ♪ ♪ We can't complete a task because we're counting our likes ♪ ♪ Sending emails reading up on all that hype ♪ ♪ Can't interact as humans in a dialogue ♪ ♪ But I got ten thousand subscribers on my video blog ♪ ♪ We used to make bread ♪ We used to make shoes ♪ We used to make money but now we pay dues ♪ ♪ Mortgage and insurance the college degree ♪ ♪ To keep perpetuating this culture machine ♪ ♪ Hell can't save you but the good lord can yeah ♪ ♪ The devil can't kill you but sugar can yeah ♪ ♪ Hell can't save you but the good lord can yeah ♪ ♪ The devil can't kill you but Tyler Terrones can ♪ - So can Mr. Trupiano.

♪ So go live in a cave, go live in a tent ♪ ♪ Go where ever your life isn't choked out by the race ♪ ♪ You don't need more money you don't need more time ♪ ♪ You don't need more things you need a satisfied mind ♪ ♪ Go find someone else who needs what you have ♪ ♪ Give it all to them and then your heart will be glad ♪ ♪ Take off your wrist watch and wake up with the sun ♪ ♪ cause the world needs your life like a summer needs sun ♪ ♪ Hell can't save you but the good lord can yeah ♪ ♪ The devil can't kill you but sugar can yeah ♪ ♪ Hell can't save you but the good lord can yeah ♪ ♪ The devil can't heal you but sugar can yeah ♪ ♪ Hell can't save you but the good lord can yeah ♪ ♪ The devil can't heal you but sugar can yeah ♪ ♪ Hell can't save you but the good lord can yeah ♪ ♪ The devil dresses up just like a civilized man ♪ (audience cheering and clapping) (bluegrass music) ♪ She was a young girl in her prime ♪ ♪ Untouched by the ravages of time ♪ ♪ She was a wild rose clinging to the vine ♪ ♪ Pedals thin and white as snow ♪ ♪ She will not rest and she won't let go ♪ ♪ On the way to the dance hall in satin shoes ♪ ♪ She met her fate too young too soon ♪ ♪ Her mama screamed when she heard the tragic news ♪ ♪ Graceful body ♪ Forever still ♪ But there are some things that you cannot kill ♪ ♪ Cause she's resurrection Mary ♪ ♪ And she comes here every night ♪ ♪ To dance down Archer Avenue in the middle of the night ♪ ♪ Maybe you've run her over ♪ Maybe she's flagged a ride ♪ Maybe she's run her icy fingers ♪ ♪ Up and down your spine ♪ No one knows who is this ♪ Resurrection Mary ♪ When the moon is full and the hour's late ♪ ♪ She'll walk right through the locked iron gate ♪ ♪ And on the avenue she will wait ♪ ♪ Won't you give a little rake a chance ♪ ♪ Take Miss Mary out to dance ♪ Cause forever's long and the grave is deep ♪ ♪ When you love to dance and your soul won't sleep ♪ ♪ It's not her fault that she's giving you the creeps ♪ ♪ Won't you help her light night's dark chasm ♪ ♪ She might let you touch her ectoplasm ♪ ♪ Cause she's resurrection Mary ♪ ♪ And she comes here every night ♪ ♪ To dance down archer avenue in the middle of the night ♪ ♪ Maybe you've run her over ♪ Maybe she's flagged a ride ♪ Maybe she's run her icy fingers up and down your spine ♪ ♪ No one knows ♪ Who is this ♪ Resurrection Mary (audience cheering and clapping)