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bookmark_borderHypocrisy Of Bureaucracy

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Mr. Malena's flips the bird at a public hearing
Mr. Malena’s flips the bird at a public hearing

LYRICS
The fallacy of their bureaucracy
Is embedded in their head
The fallacy of their bureaucracy
Is headed where we dread
In fact, it’s quite frightening
Getting struck twice by lightning
(The hypocrisy of the bureaucracy)

The fallacy of their bureaucracy
Rains reign on our head
The fallacy of their bureaucracy
Reigns the arts are dead
In fact, it’s quite frightening
Getting struck twice by lightning
(The hypocrisy of the bureaucracy)

The fallacy of their bureaucracy
Don’t let it be spoon-fed
The fallacy of their bureaucracy
Should be eliminated instead
The hypocrisy of the bureaucracy
The fallacy of their democracy
The hypocrisy of the bureaucracy
The hypocrisy of their democracy
The fallacy of their bureaucracy
The hypocrisy of the bureaucracy

Hypocrisy Of Bureaucracy.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Freedom Folk Rock
Chords: E G A E / A G E
Recording: 2-track stereo

Vocals, Takamine Guitar, Keyboards (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova)

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

A song inspired by West Chester Borough, Malena’s and Penn’s Table Restaurant attempts to impede free speech.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderAss-U-Me

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LYRICS
Do you like staring a gift horse
In the mouth
Are running the same coarse
Every month
Let’s see… assume
Hmmmm…
Shall I assume you’ll make an ass of you and me
Ass-u-me

Do you like cutting off your nose
Spite your face
Do you assume and suppose
Deserved space?

Ass-U-Me.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Freedom Folk Rock
Chords: Em A G / G A Em
Recording: live 1-track stereo

Vocals, Martin Guitar

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderDirty Secret

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LYRICS
The secret
Is their dirty habit —
They’ll never admit
They did it

As I watch their eye
Watching me…
It’s pretty darn easy
For you to see

Their bond of conspiracy
Is troubling… deeply
An eye for an eye
Or lie upon lie

Their command of literacy
Is lacking… completely
Unless their heresy
Is based on hypocrisy

Dirty Secret.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Experimental
Chords: E A D G E / G E / E Em7
Recording: live 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

A song about the dirty secrets of the West Chester Police Department, Police Chief Scott Bohn and Mayor Carolyn Comitta.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderLight Year

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Light Year.mp3

LYRICS
At the speed of light
The rays
Raise to a light year
In a mere
365 days
At the speed of light

At the speed of light
We can break through the darkness of night
One light year away
In 365 and 1/4 of a day

At the speed of light

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Dm
Recording: digital 1-track stereo

Daniel: Vocals, Keyboards (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Kurzweil PC88mx, miniNova, DigiTech RP3)

Light Year: a unit of astronomical distance equivalent to the distance that light travels in one year, which is 9.4607 × 1012 km (nearly 6 trillion miles).

From the album Some Sum
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderWhen the Music Hits the Fan

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LYRICS
The people’s feet
Hitting the street
We’re in for a real treat
Fan interaction
To the soul’s satisfaction

The people fade
Into a parade
The crowd sings out loud
With loving affection
To the soul’s satisfaction

A two-year-old
Gives his two cents
Showin’ the old
How to be gents
Fan appreciation
To the soul’s satisfaction

When the Music Hits the Fan.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Freedom Folk Rock
Chords: A / D G A / E G A
Recording: live

Vocals, Guitar

Written at the corners of Gay and Church Streets and High and Market Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

This is a song about the music lovers in West Chester. While I was writing a song about appreciating the fans, a two-year-old walked over to me. He reached into his pocket and gave me two shiny pennies. Later in the day, a lady came up to me and said, “You are a staple of the community. I love driving into my town and hearing you.”

Thank you!

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderSet Yourself Free

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LYRICS
Set yourself free
Let me be

A jerk of the knee
Reaction
Brought out the ugly
Complexion
Set yourself free
Let me be

Wanna tick of maybe a flea
Something you can’t shake easily
Set yourself free
Let me be

You got the stain on the brain
You couldn’t refrain
Sucking/flushing down the drain
Set yourself free
Let me be

Gag reflex inflects
Expulsion of regrets
Still, inflect
Less ill will
Set yourself free
Let me be

Set Yourself Free.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Freedom Folk Rock
Chords: G / A C G
Recording: live

Vocals, Guitar

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

A song about crimes committed by the West Chester Police Department.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderAlright Now!

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LYRICS
Feeling a bit abrupt
Over the corrupt
But know in The End
Injustice ills will mend
It’s alright now

Is there any reason
They taste of food poison
Oh, godspeed and quick
Stop us from getting sick

When the scales balance — wow!
Alright and how
It’s alright now

Alright Now!  .mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Freedom Folk Rock
Chords: a G/A / C G A
Recording: live

Vocals, Guitar

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

A song about corrupt police in West Chester, Pennsylvania.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderFriend Or Foe?

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LYRICS
Friend or foe?
Hard to know
Hard to know
Friend or foe?

That’s the way things can go
If we don’t say “No!”
Friend or foe?
Hard to know

Who would of guessed the law ‘ld lie
Promise, cross my heart… hope to die
Friend or foe?
Hard to know

How did all the cops become criminals
On the evolutionary scale barely animals
Friend or foe?
Hard to know

Take advantage of the disadvantaged
The whole world should be outraged
Friend or foe?
Hard to know

Friend Or Foe? .mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: B E Am / C D Am
Recording: live

Vocals, Guitar

A song about bad cops.

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderHey!

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LYRICS
The warmth that came from within your skin
I love to take it in
Recollect your breath upon my neck
Feeling fine your body to mine

I close my eyes
And realize
A moment’s dream
Before good-byes
Compromise
The dream’s scene
The dream’s seen

Seize the day
In every way
Whistle your tune
Seize the day
In every way
Such good fortune
To hear you say
Hey! xoxo <3

Hey! .mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Notes: c e c e b e b e a e a e g e g e
Recording: digital 1-track stereo

Daniel: Vocals, Guitar

From the album Some Sum
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThe Mayor’s Mansion

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The Mayor's Mansion
The Mayor’s Mansion

LYRICS
Better watch out or they’re gonna get you
If you let your guard down
There’s not much you can do
When the mayor wears a golden crown

Everything smashes to ashes
And we all fall down
Our sacred Constitution
Usurped by The Institution

A song written at the Mayor’s mansion
That was born on the back of others’ misfortune
The stink of hate ain’t up for debate
Elite feast on their despise of the least

Chorus

The message they’ll send in the end
“It broke. It would not bend.”
Now, humanity can not mend
Because your message was “The End”

The Mayor’s Mansion.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: A D6 A / A Em A / C Em A
Recording: live

Vocals, Guitar

Inspired by Mayor Carolyn Comitta and events at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded at the Mayor’s mansion in West Chester, PA.

WEST CHESTER, PA — The West Chester Police department continues to be tangled in an ever-growing web of police misconduct and illegal activities. Now, Police Chief Scott Bohn and Mayor Carolyn Comitta are being called into question.

Starting in April, multiple police officers have been implicated in retaliation, witness intimidation, obstruction of justice, lying under oath, falsifying police reports, conspiracy to commit a crime, interfering with an internal affairs investigation, police misconduct, terroristic threats, harassment, civil rights violations and hate crimes.

The line “Our sacred constitution
Usurped by The Institution” was inspired by a long time West Chester resident that heard about The Busking Ordinance. Thomas said, “That’s against the Constitution!”

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderNo Encore?

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LYRICS
If this is the last time
I’m gonna have a good time
I was told when I grow old
I’m gonna leave behind my body and mind
A collision course
With mass extinction
Of course

Not gonna hide for the final ride
Take my inside outside
And spread it wide
I’m gonna spread the word that man’s absurd
Climb to the highest rung
Sung from the top of my lungs
“Oh, man. Oh, my, my, Lord”

’til they drop the curtain for our last bow
I’m gonna make certain there’s not somehow
To save some space for the human race
And ya know… enjoy the thrill of the show

The child fighter makes for a real nail-biter

Do you know there’s no more encore?

What? There’s no encore? I paid good money for this ticket!

No Encore? .mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: G G7 C C9 / D7 C C9 G
Recording: live 1-track digital stereo

Vocals, Guitar

A song about The Human Induced Climate Change Experiment.

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderThe Levee’s Wake

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INSTRUMENTAL

ABOUT THE SONG
Chords: E E7 B A E / E A D E E7 / C D E E7
Daniel — Guitar, Boss Digital Delay

Written and recorded at the corner of High and Market Streets in West Chester, PA.

From the album Speechless
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThe Uncouth Truth

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LYRICS
There’s something wrong going on

It’s easy for me to see there’s something wrong with our authority
Enough to give you chills
Make ya wanna head for the hills

Want the truth? It ain’t gonna happen
Liars are doing all their yappin’
Enough to give you chills
Make ya wanna head for the hills

Public servants play the con
The misdeeds go on and on
Enough to give you chills
Make ya wanna head for the hills

Twisting the truth is so uncouth
Beyond recognition to tell the truth

Enough to give you chills
Make ya wanna head for the hills
There’s something wrong going on

Stretching the truth to the breaking point
Check your gun at this juke joint

There’s something wrong going on

The Uncouth Truth.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Capo2 E / E A / G A E
Recording: live

Vocals, Guitar, Boss DD-7 Digital Delay

Written about the corner of Gay and Church Streets and the West Chester Police Department’s criminal activities. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderDance Reflex

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LYRICS
There’s nothing much more that I enjoy
(Then) making you jump for joy

Moving ’round jumping up and down
Like a Mexican jumping bean
Making a smile out of any frown
Happier human being

There’s nothing much more that I enjoy
(Then) making you jump for joy

Getting down while twirling ’round
Like a pinwheel in the breeze
With moves to make you ballroom bound
A dance reflex… like a sneeze

There’s nothing much more that I enjoy
(Then) making you jump for joy

Making you move around
Jumping up and down

Dance Reflex.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: G C D / C G
Recording: live

Vocals, Martin Guitar

Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA. Inspired by the children that have a dance reflex while I’m writing music.

From the album Gay Church

bookmark_borderCount The Rings

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LYRICS
Monkey bars and skin the cat
Still feeling like kids… imagine that
Sex and hugs and rock n’ roll
No never, never ever gonna really grow ‘ole
Sure the years will take their toll
But, we ain’t really ever growin’ ‘ole

Sometimes he plays and sometimes he sings
If you cut him in half, you can count his rings
There’s many more years than what it seems
Really enjoys finding what life means
Finding “the girl” can be a fountain of youth
A day at the fair in the kissing booth

Count The Rings.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Em Em7 / Am7 Em / B7 Am7 Em
Recording: digital 1-track stereo

Daniel: Vocals, Martin Guitar

From the album Some Sum
by Daniel Brouse