Oil & Water

by David Ricciuti

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released July 1, 2016

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David Ricciuti VIC, Australia

With a voice like warm caramel, David is almost the reluctant frontman, a gifted singer/songwriter whose talent demands he play. His debut solo album showcases the talents, the experiences & the stories he’s picked up along the way. It has been lovingly crafted from the ground up to be what it is -great country music with intelligent lyrics - sometimes sad, sometimes funny and always observational ... more

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Track Name: Oil & Water
OIL AND WATER-David Ricciuti

A fever’s been emerging
That's swept across the land
It's threatens our existence
And the freedoms that we have

It ain't no wildfire
No drought nor flooding rain
It's Pigeonholing bleaters
Of the new PC brigade

(Chorus)
Just like oil and water
Political correctness
And truths don't mix

The only true description of Political correct
Is that it’s entirely possible
To hold a piece of shit by the clean end
Then grin and turn the other cheek

(Chorus)
Just like oil and water
Political correctness
And truths don't mix

(Solo)

You tell me not to speak my mind
You tell me not to think
Because we don't agree
You brand with words that end with ist

We live in a democracy
Or so they try to say
As long as we ignore the facts
Pretend that night is day

(Chorus)
Just like oil and water
Political correctness
And truths don't mix

A good man is a good man
And a fool is just a fool
No race creed or religion
Are exceptions to the rule

Respect cannot be handed out
It can't be bought or sold
It’s not a badge that you can pin
Upon your empty soul

(Chorus) x 2
Just like oil and water
Political correctness
And truths don't mix
Track Name: Freedom Road
FREEDOM ROAD- D. Ricciuti/D. Walker

There’s a sign on the highway
There’s a fork in the road
A lifetime of lessons learnt
Means nothing it shows

Armchair doctor experts, making all the rules
Selling us their theories while they’re taking us for fools

And there’s nowhere left to hide

CHORUS
On that Freedom Road
Don’t tell me what to think, don’t tell me how to live
On that freedom road
Get your hand out of my pocket
I’ve got no more to give
I’ve got no more to give

There’s a Cop in the distance
Behind a big big box tree
There’s a crime being committed somewhere
But the radar gun’s on me

Quiet quota afternoon, I’m doing 105
Like a fat kid on a seasaw, all tilted to one side

And there’s nowhere left to hide
No one’s putting up a fight

CHORUS
On that Freedom Road
Don’t tell me what to think, don’t tell me how to live
On that freedom road
Get your hand out of my pocket
I’ve got no more to give
I’ve got no more to give

SOLO

There’s a kid with a clipboard
He’s just out of school
Tells me that I’m doing wrong
Something he could never do

The writing in a text book aint no substitute for life
The rules and regulations, they’re just dumbing down our minds

And there’s nowhere left to hide
No one’s putting up a fight
They’re all waiting round to die

CHORUS
On that Freedom Road
Don’t tell me what to think, don’t tell me how to live
On that freedom road
Get your hand out of my pocket
I’ve got no more to give
I’ve got no more to give
Track Name: Midnight in Muskoka
Midnight in Muskoka - D Ricciuti/D Walker

(CHORUS)
It’s midnight in Muskoka
Nine o’clock here in LA
20 hours since leaving Melbourne
See you tomorrow yesterday

Sitting in this Soul-less bar,
Waiting for the boarding call
People rushing by me, laughing and they’re crying
They got stories of their own

Cause They’ve all left someone behind
So they might know how I feel
But they haven’t left someone like you, been through all that we’ve been through
The distance and the tears

CHORUS:

It seems a lifetime since I’ve seen you
Since we said our last goodbyes
Four hours in the air and two more in the car
And I’ll be by your side

And the waiting’s always got to me
You know I’m always on the move
But I gladly put my life on hold, face the fears and brave the cold
If it gets me back to you

CHORUS:
SOLO:
CHORUS:
Refrain
Track Name: Tequila & Whiskey
TEQUILA & WHISKEY-D Ricciuti / D Walker

Tequila and whiskey will be the death of me
Tequila and whiskey, never set me free

Cost me my house my home, my wife she’s gone
Aint got no license, no chance of driving
My liver is shot, my health is not what it used to be

(CHORUS)
But I keep running back to you
Cos you’re the only thing that makes sense to me
Tequila and whiskey cures my blues

(SOLO)

Used to go from four, then pushed back more, to the early start
Then a liquid lunch and a bottle at night, to keep the dark away from me
Then I lost my job and I ended up on the welfare line, didn’t get me dry
Couldn’t pay my bills, then the landlord he’d had enough of me

(CHORUS)
But I keep running back to you
Cos you’re the only thing that makes sense to me
Tequila and whiskey cures my blues

(SOLO)

Then I found some friends who shared my ends, and we drank together in all the weather
Till one by one they came undone and fell away
Till late one night when the cold wind bites, I drank my last and said goodnight
My body gone, my soul alone in a pauper’s grave

(CHORUS)
But I keep running back to you
Cos you’re the only thing that makes sense to me
Tequila and whiskey cures my blues
Tequila and whiskey cures my blues
(OUT)
Track Name: Ballad of Lumpy Dean
THE BALLAD OF LUMPY DEAM- D Ricciuti/D Walker

Just a kid from Middlesex, a servant for a man
With influence and property to spare
Young William picked his pocket, fished out 20 quid
Old Bailey and the judge’s icy stare

Sentenced to be hanged by the neck until he died
In the 35th year of King George
Commuted to a prison hulk, four years in Langston Harbour
Then banished to the brutal fatal shore

CHORUS
300 men sailed the Hellship to Australia
95 were laid to rest at sea
7 months of sickness on the fever ridden Hillsborough
1 man made history

Thunderstorm was brewing as they sailed into the harbour
Young William Dean was more dead than alive
The Governor made mention of their miserable conditions
And wondered how any could survive

He set sail once again down the Parramatta river
His life assigned to a preacher man
The Reverend Samual Marsden, the fearsome flogging Parson
Built his legacy with the convict hands

CHORUS
300 men sailed the Hellship to Australia
95 were laid to rest at sea
7 months of sickness on the fever ridden Hillsborough
1 man made history

William kept his nose clean and got emancipated
Got some land and a brand new life
Female convicts in the street, he dropped a hanky at her feet
And Elizabeth became his loyal wife

He grew in girth and power and every waking hour
The Eastern Creek was flowing through his mind
The farming and the toil, the riches and the spoils
The equal of the men he once defied

CHORUS
300 men sailed the Hellship to Australia
95 were laid to rest at sea
7 months of sickness on the fever ridden Hillsborough
1 man made history

Trouble on the left of him, riches to the right
He built a pub upon the Western road
Bush Inn business booming with a Blacksmith out the back
Lumpy Dean reaped all that he sowed

They say you judge a man by what he leaves behind
History becomes a blushing bride
A suburb and a Primary School both bearers of his name
Eight children spread descendants far and wide

A giant of a man, a legend of his time
No bushel could his light ever hide
A big chair took the weight of all he did create
And a giant whisky glass by his side

CHORUS
300 men sailed the Hellship to Australia
95 were laid to rest at sea
7 months of sickness on the fever ridden Hillsborough
1 man made history
1 man made history
Track Name: An Old Bloke Like Me
OLD BLOKE LIKE ME-David Ricciuti /Dave Walker

The old man sat down at the bar of the pub
He took off his hat and said how are you son?
We sat there for hours, a few beers and a chat
We talked of the world and of where we are at

He said the experts all tell us it won’t rain again
The climate is changing and it’s all due to man
They say they’ve done studies, no use building dams
Instead we’ll spend billions on a big Desal plant.

CHORUS
I told you before and I’ll tell you again
It’s gone around once, it’ll come ‘round again
Do what you can and see what you see
Nobody listens to an old bloke like me

The Government spruiks that the world’s heating up
A new carbon tax, that should make it all stop
While buried in landfill good products are dumped
Designed not to fix it’s disposable junk

I tell the young folk not to build on a slab
When you live by a river or a creek on the flat
They say I’m old fashioned those days are long gone
There’s been droughts and floods long before they were born

CHORUS

They say my old Holden should be off the road
A big carbon footprint, a hybrid’s the go
I could run my old Holden for 50 more years
And create less emissions than to build a new Prius.

He laid down his glass and he put on his hat
He said thank you young fella for having this chat
I’m not educated but I know wrong from right
I got what I know from the hard knocks of life

CHORUS
Track Name: Thunder & Lightning
THUNDER AND LIGHTNING- D.Ricciuti / D. Walker

The lights on the hill are blinding me still
Every time I hear your song
Gears shifting down as I roll into town
Hear the Jakes ring in my ears

In the front row I still see your show
With the Travelling Country Band
Fresh in my mind miles behind
As the rain comes tumbling down

(CHORUS)
Thunder and lightning carried the band
Down the highways and the years
Telling the stories, sharing the load
From the dreaming to the town

The pub with no beer was always a fear
When the lights and cheers went down
Thousands of miles, thousands of smiles
As the wipers beat in time.

(CHORUS)
(SOLO)

I’m makin a mile, you’re right there behind,
All the places that I’ve been
I marry your words to the landscape that’s blurred
Through the mirrors in my mind

(CHORUS)
Track Name: Livin' The Dream
LIVIN’ THE DREAM-David Ricciuti

Bumma’s in the backyard
Cuttin’ up his cars
Trying to make a Cummins fit
With a hammer and crowbar

I ask him how he’s travelling
His hands fly in the air
He say’s take a look around you son
There’s absurdness everywhere

PRE CHORUS
We’ve got the airport to the southwest and the
Shit farm to the east
Speedway track’s just down the road
And the wind knocks me off of my feet

CHORUS
We’re livin’ the dream
We’re livin’ the dream
We’re all livin’ in paradise brother
We’re livin’ the dream

Peanut’s in his garden shed
Makin stainless bolts
Rantin’ how the world’s gone mad
Of course none of it’s his fault

He don’t get how his brilliance
Is so misunderstood
As he loads his one foot fireplace
Up with two foot lengths of wood

PRE CHORUS
CHORUS
SOLO

Blacky’s in the the hospital
To get his elbow fixed
Discussing with the nursing staff
The procedure and the risks

The doctor points with laughter
To Blacky’s disbelief
His gown was back to front in haste
He was wearing his Ex-Wife’s briefs

PRE CHORUS
CHORUS x 2
Track Name: When the Time Comes
WHEN THE TIME COMES- D Ricciuti/D Walker

Plasma screens and limousines, manufactured style
Business lunches, number crunches, artificial smiles
Obsessed with your importance, blinded by the hype
Champagne on a beer budget, living true to type

PRE CHORUS
Keep up with Jones’s, no matter what the price
All the riches in the world are right before your eyes

CHORUS
When the time comes to leave this world someday
The only thing you get to keep is what you gave away
Your credit card won’t buy your youth again
Cause all you own is your story in the end

Burning midnight oil again you’re dead on your feet
Kid’s school pantomime but you got deadlines to meet
Out the door at daybreak, never home till daylight ends
Just so you can pay for one more wheel nut on your Benz

CHORUS

The best things in life aren’t things
They can change in the blink of an eye
Wife has gone the kids have grown
You’re a hero in the boardroom but a stranger in your home

PRE CHORUS
CHORUS
Track Name: 142,345
142-345- D. Ricciuti/D. Walker

Fridy night the working week is done
Time to hit the pub and have some fun
Pour another pot ‘cos that one didn’t touch the sides
And keep ‘em coming Fred until it’s stumps

CHORUS
And it’s 1 for 2 3 for 5
Tickets in the meat tray on a Friday night
5 6 7 8 9 10
Get up in the morning and we
Do it all again

Young blokes skolling pots and jumping round
Khe Sanh on the jukebox way up loud
Old blokes sippin’ seven’s at the bar all their heads
While laughing at their trousers falling down

CHORUS
SOLO
CHORUS

Willy’s slicked back hair is looking smooth
His tattooed foot is tapping to the groove
Seven lucky numbers in the Lotto Satdy night
He’ll park that truck, the White Dog’s where he’ll move

CHORUS X2
Track Name: Running From Myself
RUNNING FROM MYSELF- D Ricciuti/D Walker

The walls are closing in on me, the cold is blowing through
There’s ninety six five minutes and I’ve given none to you
This battle ready soldier has now run out of fight
Time is up, it’s time to go, it’s time to say goodbye

(CHORUS)
The winds of change are shifting, and I’m standing with no shelter
Searching for the goal posts, but they’ve all disappeared
I’m running from the pressure, running from the weather
When the fog has lifted, I’m running from myself

When I think of all the years that passed and how the times have changed
We used to make a living out of hard work and small change
Life is wishful drinking and the bottle is my friend
Failing’s not as frightening as living with regret

(CHORUS)
(SOLO)
So I close the door behind me and I throw away the key
And I sink to a new high and I learn how to be
Head up to the river where the sun burns off the time
And the cold, the wet, the misery I leave it all behind

(CHORUS)
Track Name: One More Song
ONE MORE SONG-D Ricciuti/R Ricciuti

CHORUS (Acapella)
Singing one more song tomorrow’s a new day
Sharing laughs and bearing smiles, memories to make
We’ve always been rich though the dollars have been few
Home is where the heart is and my heart is here with you

Sitting on the riverbank, playing my guitar
All I’ve got to think about is counting up the stars
The campfire coals are glowing, dinner’s in the pot
At Lower Moira party hut, the good times never stop

CHORUS

Waylon, Willie, Johnny Cash are with us every night
There’s always lots of drinking, but you’ll never see a fight
Playing till the early hours until the songs run out
Or Rolly’s passed out on the couch, and there’s no one left to shout

CHORUS

We get up in the morning and think about the day
Gotta make a big decision, Murray Cod or Cray
I can’t make my mind up, the stress is getting me
So I think I’ll just go crack a can and then we’ll wait and see

CHORUS