Homeland Security – ExperiMental Music

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

Sticky Situation Police Brutality and Corruption in Pennsylvania.mp4

Sticky Situation Music Video.mp4

Sticky Situation.mp3

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.)

The video features articles, pictures and footage of police intimidation, police brutality and police corruption by The Doylestown Police Department, The Whitpain Township Police Department, The Lower Providence Police Department, The West Chester Police Department, The Philadelphia Police Department, Homeland Security, U.S. Fish And Wildlife, U.S. Park Rangers and U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE).

Daniel — Vocals, Guitar

From the album Stuck Together
by Daniel Brouse

Songwriting at the Liberty Bell in Philadelphia, PA

Edger Allan In The Poe.mp3

LYRICS
chorus
There’s a movement of the people
You can not deny
Oh, my, my

And, it seems it’s starting to show
Tearing at the seams
As the people get into the know
You know what I mean?

Chorus

You dare not cross the line
Or, they’ll try to crack your spine
If you dare to raise a presence
The weight will crush ’till silence

Civil Unrest in the City of Brotherly Love

Chorus

Chorus reprise
There’s a movement toward a steeple
When the temple is the people
Try, try, try

ABOUT THIS SONG
This song was/is inspired by N.A. Poe of Philadelphia’s TV show the Panic Hour. Though Poe was not allowed on Federal Ground, his presence was the essence.

High Definition Pictures of the Protest in Philly