ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: F FM7 Dm7 F9
Rhythm: 120 BPM / Reggae 2 and Pop Reggae
Recording: digital 1-track stereo
Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers and an Alesis Vortex controller to Albeton software (microKorg, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, and a couple pedals)
LYRICS
May I say, happy holiday? Can you tell me, “How do you like your turkey?”
Our recipe for catastrophe:
Now, somehow Moscow resides on both sides
In France, they’re doing the (anti)terror dance
Invoking the Kremlin gremlin
The Kremlin gremlin provoking a turkey basting
Are you telling me I am the delicacy? Noooo… I don’t wanna be in the recipe!
Too many cooks in the kitchen… too many kooks in the kitchen
And, here I am sayin’, “I need a die-a-gram”
All the while up to their ears in Syria diarrhea
Some sick Islamic
Don’t ya think that’ll stink?
Leave it up to their fears in Syria diarrhea
You ISIS? I is not ISIS
No Boca Raton killing marathon
While Al-Shabaab rape n’ rob
Run as fast as you can from the Taliban
Oh my gawd! No Jihad
Please read the Qur’an agin’
Is that what is meant? The Qur’an is based on the New Testament… which is based on the Old Testament. We’re all on top of the same base-meant.
And, here I am, “I need a die-a-gram”
The Saudi’s out of Yemen
Can I get an Amen?
They ran from Iran
More than a crack in Iraq
Now who’s gettin’ in
Na, na, na not China
And, here I am, “I need a die-a-gram”
What’s left of the leftovers? What’s the deal with this holiday meal? I’ve been rooked… the turkey’s over-cooked! What else can I say on Thanksgiving Day?
Die-a-gram for Over-cooked Turkey
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Ab Bb Bbsus4 Bbaug
Rhythm: 174 BPM / Reggae x2 machines
Recording: digital 1-track stereo
A song about what is going on in the world for Thanksgiving 2015.
Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers and an Alesis Vortex controller to Albeton software (microKorg, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, and a couple pedals)
A
Don't worry, about a thing
D A
Cause' every little thing, gonna be alright
A
Singin' don't worry, about a thing
D A
Cause' every little thing, gonna be alright
A
Rise up this mornin'
E
Smile with the rising sun
D A
three little birds pirch by my doorstep
A
Singin' sweet songs
E
of melodys pure and true
D A
sayin', this my message to you-oo-oo
Chorus
Verse
Chorus x3
LYRICS
Judges 15:15
Finding a fresh jawbone of a donkey, he grabbed it and struck down a thousand men. (16) Then Samson said, “With a donkey’s jawbone I have made donkeys of them. With a donkey’s jawbone I have killed a thousand men.”
ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
Cm Gm
137 BPM / Reggae
A song about gun control. Why not start with the first weapon used for mass murder?
LYRICS
I had this crazy notion
To create a concoction — Love Potion
I had this crazy notion
To create a concoction
Love potion
A love potion
Spreadin’ from ocean to ocean
Upon suggestion
Create a concoction
Injection
Straight to the heart
Like Cupid’s arrow
And a bow… ya know?
Straight through the heart
A love potion
Can you help the love grow
Spread it from ocean to ocean
Could be the solution
To our situation
The creation
Of a concoction
A love potion
A love potion
Set in motion
Love potion
Solution to our situation
Our hell-bound self-annihilation
We need some new ventilation
It’s hard to breath
I think our hearts will seize
And our brains will freeze
A love potion
If we start to look in our heart
The soul-ution will be the potion
And the potion will spread from ocean to ocean
ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
Em
C D Em
92 BPM / Reggae
An extemporaneous / impromptu song captured live as a 1-track stereo recording.
Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers, Controller and Computer (Alesis Vortex hooked through USB to a laptop running Korg software and a midi cable hooked to a microKorg; Yamaha PSR-740; Korg N364)
LYRICS
If the future is coming on
Sure hope we’re not going wrong
If the future is coming on
Sure appears it’s coming on
Strong
Coming on strong
Hope we haven’t gone wrong
#ucked up mucked up
The road
The path
In this wrath
Mother lode
The future is coming on strong
I’m thinking…
Did we go wrong?
What were we thinking
I’m thinking the path we’ve left is stinking
Somewhat worried
Somewhat concerned
We didn’t learn
The road to the mother lode
The future
Are you sure
We didn’t go wrong
’cause it’s coming on strong
LYRICS
Once we climb the mountain, it’s all downhill
Once we climb the mountain, it’s all downhill
Downhill
Still, until…
We gotta climb oh so high
Still, until…
We must get by
Let’s head to the sky
Once we climb the mountain, it’s all downhill
The sky opens up and dumps it’s rain
Dumps it’s reign
Let it fall over the fool
As we climb up, let the love shine down
Let the love be found
All downhill
Using freewill
All downhill
Using freewill
We’ll pray to do what’s right
You know it’s in sight
Let is rock and roll downhill
It’s all downhill
Let the rock roll
Let the rock roll downhill
And, we will instill
The will of living
And giving
Until the last drop
Giving non-stop
ABOUT THE SONG
Dm C Dm7
90 BPM / Reggae
1-track stereo extemporaneous recording made on-the-fly with impromptu lyrics.
Daniel — Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers, Controller and Computer
LYRICS
We’re in step
To the promised land
In a marching band
A reggae… funky reggae marching band
Pick up a flute or pickup a lute
A mandolin or violin
Pick up whatever you can get into
We’re getting in step
Left right it’s alright
Left right left right
We left left right
Left left for right
We’re getting in step
With a reggae marching band
In step to thee promised land
If you want to joins hands
Hand in hand in step to the promised land
This marching reggae band
This reggae marching band
LYRICS
All this riotin’ and lootin’
Doin’ nothing but pollutin’
Your solution
Undermine your revolution
Son, had you begun in Ferguson?
Watch the gore for sure in Baltimore
You can’t hate hate unless you partake
You can’t take part with what’s at stake
When you behave all irate… at any rate
There’s a moral lack when you strike back
At others not involved in your attack
Doesn’t matter whether they’re a shade of grey, white or black
It’s just a matter of fact
That ain’t no way to act
Is it any wonder they wanna put you in a cage
The way you behave all in a rage
You’re more likely to engage as a sage
Put a The End to that book… and look to a blank page
All this riotin’ and lootin’
Doin’ nothing but pollutin’
Your solution
Undermine your revolution
Watch the gore for sure in Baltimore?
No more! No more!
