A little holiday ditty for Christians that forget they are also Jews… and therefore, Muslims that forget that they are Christians that are Jews. A holiday song for religions of The Book… Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and As-salamu.
LYRICS
The funny thing
He never called himself king
The Prince Of Peace
To say the least
I’m going to Bethlehem
I am
I’m going to Bethlehem
To behold him
Hey, hey, hey, ya!
In Judea
Joseph went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee
So, the angels could sing and dance merrily
Suddenly a great company of the heavenly
Appearing with the angels, praising God and singing,
Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth may peace never cease
LYRICS
What are the people doing
Does it have you stewing
A body without a head
As the headless tread
Chorus
Hey, ostrich
Get my head out of the sand
Not a stretch
To understand
An anthropology apology
For not being too smart
From the bottom of a heartless heart
What are the people doing
Does it have you brooding
A body without a brain
Flushing civilization down the drain
Chorus
What are the people doing
Does it have you crying
A body without a heart
Tearing the whole world apart
LYRICS
You may want to be careful with what it is you say
For a fool blurts it out removing all doubt
A mother would always say
“If you don’t have anything nice to say,
Don’t say anything at all.”
Subtle as a cannon ball
Why not just give way…
Save it for another day
Time to get back to schoolin’ for foolin’
Prompt something kind to come to mind
Thennnn… shout it out
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
What the world needs today is a lil’ more love
Let’s see if we all can rise above
Put more sanity into our reality
And, see shining from sea to shining sea
(shining from sea to shining see shining from sea to shining see)
This song was inspired by a “friend’s” post on Facebook.
Daniel — Vocals, Guitar, Synthesizers
Production And Engineering — Live 1-track stereo recording. Takamine acoustic/electric guitar, Casio WK-3500, MicroKorg, Alesis controller/laptop/Ableton software, DigiTech vocal effects, clean vocals through a Sennheiser microphone, Beringer mixboard, Flip video and Tascam digital recorder.
LYRICS
The blind man picked up the hammer… and saw….
Hitting the nail right on the head, he said,
“How can you ever think we’d be better of dead?”
Can everybody see
The greed, violence and poverty
Is complete and utter social insanity
Institution of pollution
In search of a selfish solution
Results in our own eradication
(Let alone eternal damnation)
‘I see’ said the blind man to his deaf and dumb daughter
Did you hear, here we’re in this together
We can break free of blind leading the blind
Put humanity back into you humans by being kind
LYRICS
Abomination
A black-eyed nation
Finding ourselves
In a sticky situation
Doing the same thing over and over agin’
Thinkin’… this time it won’t be the same
That’s just insane
Doing the same crime throughout time
Stuck in a rut of the moral lame
Slain our own brain
Appropriation
Of the Indian nation
Finding ourselves
In a sticky situation
Hypocrites fighting agin’ immigration
Thinkin’ we’ll be the ones to survive a purification
Hallucination
But yes indeed through our greed we succeed
In winning the war on self-mutilation
Degradation
ABOUT THE SONG
Chords
Capo 2
Em G/Em
Em Am
Em C D Em
This song is about hating hate. I’ve been assaulted by the police more times than anyone I know. I’ve been assaulted by police in Montgomery County, Chester County and Bucks County, Pennsylvania. I’ve witnessed police and federal agencies assaulting people in many more locals. It has never been about race. After reading a bunch of racist posts about police brutality and corruption, I go on to read hate posts about immigration. Hello, Earthlings?!?! Is there anyone home? (Still no sign of intelligent life.)
LYRICS
Music is the glue that holds me together
Music is the glue… how ’bout for you?
Music is the glue that holds me together
Let the music help get you through
Music is the glue that holds us together
The bridge a bridge over the whether
Music is the glue that holds us together
The chorus is the core in all of us
Music is the power in our “Our”
Music is the power. Let’s turn it on.
Music is the power in our “Our”
Turn it on and we’ll happen
Turn it on and we will spawn
Turn it on so we can go on going on!
LYRICS
It’s the Grand Celebration
A celebration right at hand
It’s the Grand Celebration
Celebration for the benefit of Man
(hand in hand man hand-in-hand)
A benefit to rid the hypocrites
Loosen up… raise your cup!
A benefit where all can profit
Loosen up… raise your cup!
A benefit for humans to commit
Loosen up… raise your cup!
