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WMTC (730 AM) was a radio station broadcasting a Christian format. Formerly licensed to Vancleve, Kentucky, United States, the station was owned by the Kentucky Mountain Holiness Association and featured programming from Salem Communications. WMTC's format consisted of Southern Gospel music, as well as Christian talk and teaching programs such as; Revive our Hearts with Nancy Leigh DeMoss, Joni & Friends, Focus on the Family, and Unshackled!, as well as children's programming such as Adventures in Odyssey and Jonathan Park.
WMTC went off the air on February 20, 2013. The station's license was surrendered to the Federal Communications Commission (FCC) by the licensee on March 7, 2013, and the FCC cancelled WMTC's license on March 12, 2013.
We were going nowhere faster than you
Our engines were racing hot and our skin turning blue
Out of our skulls no sleep for a week
You could say we were major league tweeks
We were so strung out and having a blast
Part of that white trash underworld criminal class
We were running those scams, living life on the lam
Living so crazy, eye always looking out for the man
Lowlife trash, bikers and assorted riff-raff
Could you kick it down is what we used to laugh
We were so strung out and having a blast
Part of that white trash underworld criminal class
We were strung, dumb and problems we thought we had none
Generational meth lab dysfunctional kinda' fun
We were going faster nowhere than anybody else
Sure as hell wasn't good for our health
I know we just had to see how high we could fly
Just hope you made it through to the other side
We would never front you off, but could you front me and pay you back real soon
Stealing mail, cashing checks, sweating it out in the heat of noon
Snitch us out and we'll make you pay for it some day
Thick as thieves is what we used to say...
Going nowhere fast... nowhere fast... nowhere faster than you
Then sure enough you're looking out from inside a cell
Trying to figure a way out of this hell
Easy getting hooked tougher getting out
And if you make it then you got the right to sing and shout
We were so strung out and having a blast
Part of that white trash underworld criminal class
We were strung, dumb and problems we thought we had none
Generational meth lab dysfunctional kinda' fun
We were going faster nowhere than anybody else
Sure as hell wasn't good for our health
I know we just had to see how high we could fly
Just hope you made it through to the other side
We would never front you off, but could you front me and pay you back real soon
Stealing mail, cashing checks, sweating it out in the heat of noon
Snitch us out and we'll make you pay for it some day
Thick as thieves is what we used to say...