Hopeful & Hopeless

by reb fountain

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The Truth About Us © R L Fountain 2017 I could say babe I gave it away All my possessions don’t matter anyway As long as there’s us keeps the bank man at bay / darkness/trouble away But I would be lying if I said I didn’t want more The truth about us is we’re a dying breed You’re a lily white pond that’s surrounded by weeds You poison us off but you don’t kill the seed so we grow Like yellow gorse in the pure white snow You just hope we die off Just on my block there’s ten single mums The kids run the street while they’re sucking their thumbs There’s a gang house on the corner school on the other we grow They wanna shift us to build high rise homes So they cant see us die off My neighbour Montana she has three kids The father of her children he ran off and hid They’re just kids having kids my kids dad’s just the same as they grow Hides his money so IRD don’t know Hopes the truth will die off – it won’t I could say babe I gave it away All my possessions don’t matter anyway As long as there’s us keeps the bank man at trouble at bay But I would be lying if I said I didn’t want for more Lost all my money in a bad house deal Lost the dreams too that we thought were for real If I gave it away would it still hurt to feel how we grow No one cares if the seeds not sown We try not to die off Came here with nothin’ thought I’d build something Something to believe in is better than nothing Now that I’ve lost all of my will to grow I’ve planted a seed you know watch it grow All of the seeds you sow they will grow All of the seeds you know will refuse to die off I could say babe I gave it away All my possessions don’t matter anyway As long as there’s us keeps the darkness at bay I would be lying Yes I would be lying I would be lying if I didn’t say The truth about us
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Hopeful & Hopless © R L Fountain 2017 There’s so much doubt out here in the wasteland Like we’re sinners come undone Ain’t no water to chastise me, no shade under Christ’s apple tree I’m weary with the toil Didn’t mean to say don’t love me I’m used to pushin’ time away Been out here carvin’ my own line for so long It’s hard to stop the goddamned race Hopeful and hopeless I’m hopeful and hopeless All you guys better open your eyes get us out of this goddamned mess And fight for the hopeful and hopeless I’m the one who gets the best meat The fat of the lamb Blessed be the sacrificial beasts They’re killing their own selves Each time I get close to the mark I’m reminded of how far I’ve been torn apart Strewn like a desert seed and grown like a cactus weed I’m living on a prayer, for the Hopeful and hopeless Hopeful and hopeless All you guys better open your eyes get us out of this goddamned mess And fight for the hopeful and hopeless When you say that it’s over your words kiss death upon my mouth Kiss the cheeks kiss the lips of the ones that I love and pass it round Always knew this was hell but there’s no one up there looking down I’m still here even if you don’t see me Just a waverin’ in the wind All you’ve been you will breath again So hurry home to me All you’ve been you will breath again So hurry home to me, to the Hopeful and hopeless I’m hopeful and hopeless All you guys better open your eyes get us out of this goddamned mess And fight for the hopeful and hopeless All you guys better open your eyes get us out of this goddamned mess And fight for the hopeful and hopeless
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Gold 04:04
Gold © R L Fountain 2017 Little girl loves you like a new pair of shoes You look good in the window cause there’s nothing to loose She says she loves you cause you don’t love her back Too big for your boots it’s just a matter of fact He rides the ocean at the helm of the ship Lawn chairs at the ready yeah you’re fully quipped Be careful baby that you don’t walk the plank My last heart-leaded lover took the plunge (and then he sank) Oh that ain’t gold Oh that ain’t gold Sold my soul you bought the lot for a dime So worthless baby I ain’t even got time It’s just desire flip a coin and it’s greed Dig through hell to heaven going down is what I need Oh that ain’t gold x 2 Keep me searchin’ for a heart of gold I feel your beat and you know I’m sold Keep me searchin’ for a heart of gold Feel your beat and you know I’m sold and then no That ain’t gold, that ain’t gold No that ain’t gold, that ain’t gold Sitting there in the firelight I remember dancin’ in your limelight Had my own start fall for you, loan star shining through The sloths at the one stop pick up shop Smokin’ coal tar to the very last drop Don’t you remember That night in December when you hustled your way into my heart Bare back riders we were You followed my every curve I followed your music your women your words You framed my sight my sound I tattooed your breath on my heart There was nobody but you I knew you felt the same way too Two fucked up kids out on the road Two fucked up kids out on the road Starving for fame love and devotion Candy and coke a cacophony of emotion We were baptized in the ocean of desire For something, something bigger than us Bigger than all you mother fuckers We were gold diggers We were gold diggers We were gold diggers Oh that ain’t gold that ain’t gold No that ain’t gold that ain’t gold Oh that ain’t gold that ain’t gold No that aint gold that ain’t gold
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Dance With Death Alive © R L Fountain 2017 Papa never listened to his old records he just looked at the grooves I used to think he was listening to the rings Strange how we hold on to who we are and what we do When some of us don’t want to remember these things When no one was lookin’ I lost it, lost the meaning of my life This is the only one left, the only imprint that I get to remind me I’m still alive I grew up on cowboy songs folk tunes and hymns of the lord I used to think a song was made to help you feel Strange how a song made for moneys’ just a cog in the wheel feels kinda dirty like it’s got no meaning left to sing When no one was lookin’ we lost it, we lost the meaning of my life This is the only one left, the only imprint that we get to remind us we’re still alive Papa I think I found it lying at the foot of my ghost That dollar bill so I can pay the man to bring your body home When my record’s playing won’t you dance with death alive The older the old growth gets the more rings around it’s neck But rings ain’t a noose for a tree I used to think if I bet all my years upon what’s left I might just get somewhere before I leave I wasn’t lookin’ I lost it, lost the meaning of my life This is the only one left, the only imprint that I get to remind me I’m still alive Papa I think I found it lying at the foot of my ghost That dollar bill so I can pay the man to bring your body home And we go down to the bottom of this empty hole We dance around tryin’ to catch our breath trying to make ourselves feel whole So won’t you dance with me baby one more time Twirl me little darling wont you say you’re mine, Look me in the eyes like I’m the only one Show me how you smile when you were free to run Kiss me like you mean it like your hearts on fire Hold me real close so I can feel your desire Forget forever that we loose sight in the myre Oh when my record’s playing won’t you dance with death alive When my record’s playing won’t you dance with death alive When my record’s playing won’t you dance with death alive
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Crazy Horse & Violence © R L Fountain 2017 Crazy Horse and Violence were destined to be lovers Middle East and promised peace bore the perfect covers Illegitimate his father cried when he discovered That he bore a child of war Born in Indiana Crazy hunted on the weekends Father said to son you ain’t my boy if you’re a weaklin’ Jesus said to Mary don’t talk back till I’m done speakin’ At 19 Crazy joined the force Wherever you will go I will follow Blood brothers made a pact Beg steal or borrow If we loose today, maybe tomorrow Will you choose to engage or fire away Now Violence is immortal and Crazy faces death Even though they’re courtin’ some times he wonders who he’s with SO they traded hearts in that desert park cause there’s nothin’ left to live for Time goes by when you’re sinking Crazy’s diggin’ ditches for the stolen ad forgotten Best to keep em’ covered up in case the spoils are rotten Violence seduced Crazy but he paid for what he’s gotten Their children march off to war Wherever you will go I will follow Blood brothers made a pact Beg steal or borrow If we loose today, maybe tomorrow Will you choose to engage or fire away Fire away . . . . The sun is setting on the courtyard down below Everyone is watching every dance step that you show I’m sure that is my target yeah I’ve got him in my sights One more step one pirouette draws the curtain on the light The light the light the firelight waltzes in my face Someone shouts to take him out and blow them all away There behind the windscreen two boys like you and me Violence tares my heart out and suddenly I see It’s just another fucked up dream upon the TV screen so fire away Noor-Eldeen & Saeed and the children who were nameless Caught on tape the escapades made the trigger happy famous Purple hearts and lucky stars awarded to the shameless All my Heroes killed Cowboys All my Heroes kill Cowboys Wherever you will go I will follow Blood brothers made a pact Beg steal or borrow If we loose today, maybe tomorrow Will you choose to engage or fire away Wherever you will go I will follow Blood brothers made a pact Beg steal or borrow If we loose today, maybe tomorrow Will you choose to engage or fire away

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This EP was made with love by Reb Fountain & The Bandits. It was the last recorded project of our dear brother Sam Prebble of Bond St Bridge. Sam and Reb had played many of these songs together. It was recorded by Rohan Evans at The Wine Cellar. Featuring Bandits Dylan Storey, Sam Prebble, Dave Khan, Brendan Turner & Cole Goodley with Reb Fountain.

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released June 30, 2017

All songs written by Reb Fountain
All songs performed by Reb Fountain & The Bandits
Recorded at The Wine Cellar
Engineered by Rohan Evans
Mastered by Simon Gooding
Printed on Vinyl thanks to Arcade Recordings
Sam Prebble Violin & Banjo
Dylan Storey Electric Guitar
Dave Khan Acoustic Guitar & Accordian
Brendan Turner Double Bass
Cole Goodley Drums
Reb Fountain Acoustic Guitar & Vocals

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“Reb Fountain is to be counted among our finest songwriters whose imagery is both personal and universal, and her command of a melody and a song transcends genre.” - Graham Reid, Elsewhere.co.nz

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