Wild Christopher Lyrics & Vocal
Lydia BG vocals
Mike Music & Production
“Fool’s Gold”

Look into our future
Truth be told
Our love still shines
Though the tarnish grows
I’m seeking shimmers on the ocean’s floor 
Oh, what the hell you only live once you know

Not coming up for air today
(You’re) still digging in 
Yeah… I think I’ll stay below

Fool’s Gold
But I’m still holding on to hope
To hope for your treasure down below
Below but I know…  I know…  I know… 
It’s nothing but Fool’s Gold

Your love I can’t hold

Sending out a Save Our Soul
Though I know our chances are low
Deeper and deeper and deeper we go
But all we have to blame is -- this hope

Sinking deeper into the cold
What do I have to give up? My soul
 
Fool’s Gold
But I’m still holding out for hope
To hope for your danger down below
Below but I know…  I know…  I know… 
It’s nothing but Fool’s Gold

It’s a fool’s goal
I know…  I know…  I know… 
Your love I can’t hold
   
<Breakdown>

Fool’s Gold
But I’m still holding out for hope
To hope for your treasure down below
Below but I know…  I know…  I know… 
It’s fool’s gold
 
Your love I can’t hold
Your love I can’t hold
Your love I can’t hold

Lyrics written by Chris Barnett for Questionable Enterprises LLC. © 2022

Fool's Gold

Project 2000
Bateria....Tino Feijo
Bass.... Domingo Lopez
Guitarra...Javier Piñeira

After Hours

track 01 / big fuzzy bumblebees
short stuff EP / released july 17, 2023
10 songs in 5 minutes. *

album artwork by my daughter - www.instagram.com/iboyte/

1. big fuzzy bumblebees 00:39
2. you're everything to me 00:34
3. handsome model man 00:35
4. street fighter theme for bass guitar, oboe* and flute** 00:35
5. any other way 00:11
6. i am not the one (ft taxihome) 00:30
7. hoochie mama (ft auntspinkick) 00:24
8. and they wait for the tiny bone 00:47
9. right behind you 00:21
10. sad little scratchy thing 00:32

all music and what not by andrew salvner except for:
- the reversed drums on track 2 are from plex auchta
- track 4 is a cover of a riff from a street fighter video game
- track 6 uses a reversed portion of a taxihome song

@plex-auchta
www.streetfighter.com
@taxihome

* 5:05 if you're gonna be a dick about it

short stuff

big fuzzy bumblebees

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

Self-doubt is a killer. Sometimes you just have to drown out all the noise.

IT’S NOT OVER

It’s all over
It’s all over
It’s all over
It’s all over
Did you think that it would never end
Did you lose your mind
Did you think that you were going blind
That maybe you might be one of a kind

It’s all over
It’s all over
It’s all over
It’s all over
Maybe it’s time to try again
Maybe it’s time for a second glance
Maybe a small thing overlooked
And maybe maybe maybe you’re alone in your nook

Oh-oh
They tell you
Oh-oh
They yell ya
Oh-oh
They fell you
Oh-Oh
It’s hell ya
Oh-oh
They tell you
Oh-oh

They tell you
It’s all over
Tell you
It’s all over
They tell you
It’s all over
Tell you
It’s all over
You can see beyond the doubt
You can feel what’s right and what’s wrong
All this time and its not so bad
You’re all alone and you had it all figured out
It’s not over
It’s not over

It's Not Over

Bringing back a song I wrote nearly seven years ago. The American soul -- we like to tell lots of good stories about ourselves. Here's one that's not so good -- the account of the Moore's Ford Lynchings, in which a Black WWII veteran and his pregnant wife were murdered. No one was ever convicted of the crimes. How much of this same cruel spirit is still with us now?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moore%27s_Ford_lynchings

there’s a tree in Georgia that never should have grown
it held the bodies upright they were tied with rope

I will be redeemed I will sing and shout
I will be restored just not now

Mae Murray was  twenty four heavy with a child
when her head had fallen down they cut the baby out

forty legs that walked away forty eyes that saw
twenty souls that never said a word to the Georgia law

1997 fifty years had gone 
someone came to find the place and mark the dead with stones

Spotify Link

I Will Be Redeemed

Vipers

Every Ending (Guitar)

Lyrics

Yeah, they talk about a pot of gold, a treasure at the end, right?
 But all I see are broken roads, where futures never mend, 
Paved with promises of light, a yellow brick they swore was true, 
But out here in the concrete night, ain't no damn dream comin' through. 
Chasin' rainbows on the blacktop, where the sirens scream and blare, 
Another whisper, soft and empty, vanished into thin, polluted air. 
Worked my fingers to the bone, put my soul into the quest, 
But the only thing I'm findin' is a permanent arrest 
Of potential, of ambition, shackled tight and laid to waste, 
This ain't no land of wishes, just a bitter, lingering taste.

Somewhere over the rainbow, they said the skies were crystal blue, 
But the canvas was a con, the pigments fake, the whole damn view. 
Just another twisted story, sold to souls that longed to fly, 
Now we’re stuck beneath this grey horizon, watchin' all our good dreams die. 
The vivid hues they promised, just a monochrome despair, 
Left with only heavy burdens, and the ghosts of what ain't there.

Used to stare up at the ceiling, see that spectrum in my mind,
 A different path, a brighter ending, leaving all the hurt behind. 
They said "reach for the stars," well, my hands just clutched at air, 
Every single aspiration, just a burden I still bear. 
That "somewhere over the rainbow" turned into a haunting sound,

Of opportunities I squandered, never truly coming 'round.
The echoes of the laughter from the life that could've been, 
Just another silent whisper, where a hopeful dream had been. 
Underneath a cold, dead moon, not a sun, just endless blight, 
Just the wreckage of illusions in this never-ending night.

Shattered Spectrum

Right Behind

Cool Backing Track provided by TGuitar ==> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78-nA8U6Rj8
NOT THE ONLY ONE
[Chorus]
I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad just the same
‘Cuz everybody’s suffering
Looking for someone to blame
I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad just the same

[Verse 1]
‘Cuz deep down I know, if I’m feelin’ it
You’re feelin’ the walls closing in, too
Oh, and I wonder how you’re dealin’ with it
Discerning the falsities from the true

[Verse 2]
Now, I see your broken face up on my screen
From my living room and my heart hurts
Seems in America there’s little grass that’s green
And I hate to think it’s just deserts

[Chorus]
I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad just the same
‘Cuz everybody’s suffering
Looking for someone to blame
I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad just the same

Oooooh-oooooh, Ooooooh-oooooh
Oooooh-oooooh, Ooooooh-oooooh

[Verse 3]
And it’s hard to say which one of ‘em is worst
The puppets or those pulling the strings
All I know is that this country is cursed
For the greed of men and shiny things

[Chorus]
I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad just the same
‘Cuz everybody’s suffering
Looking for someone to blame
I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad-sad-sad just the same

Oooooh-oooooh, Oooooh-Ooooooh
Oooooh-oooooh, Oooooh-Ooooooh

[Verse 4]
And when I’m feeling I was born too late
As if those who came before us had it better
If we could travel to an earlier state
We’d find ourselves one bird of a feather

[Chorus]
I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad just the same
‘Cuz everybody’s suffering
Looking for someone to blame
Oh, I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad, sad just the same
Just the same…Oh, I’m sad-sad-sad just same

I’m glad I’m not the only one
But I’m sad just the same
‘Cuz everybody is suffering
Tired of playin’ the game..

Ooooooh-ooooooh, Ooooooh-ooooooh
Ooooooh-ooooooh, Ooooooh-ooooooh


© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved

NOT THE ONLY ONE

01 - NI - Session Guitarist - Picked Acoustic - Tonight
02 - SA - PS - Tubular Bells - Short Soft Sticks
03 - SA - PS - Xylophone - Swarmed Sticks Hot F
04 - SA - OACE - Chamber Grid

Winter Heat

armed with seven rounds of space doodoo pistols.  -kool keith

big fuzzy bumblebees

lil' spaceman