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bookmark_borderOle Fashion

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Songwriting at Valley Forge National Park
Songwriting at Valley Forge National Park

LYRICS
I’ll have an ole fashion
Just the way I did
While I listen to ya fib

Ya said we’d be free
From sea to sea
Let it be

Strap on your spurs
Fix your bayonets
Rather the girls
Though both bring regrets

The legacy of our society
“Me, me, me!”
The legacy of our society
Breakin’ every treaty

Where the buffalo once would roam
We plowed a home
Raping the children of Mother Nature
Man, did we mature?

 

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Ole Fashion Lyrics at Valley Forge .mp4

Ole Fashion Music at Valley Forge .mp4

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ABOUT THIS SONG
Capo 5
C / Am

Written and recorded on June 15, 2012 at the Revolutionary War memorial for Major General Friedrich Wilhelm Baron von Steuben at Valley Forge National Park in Chester County, Pennsylvania. The song asks the question, “Have we done our part in securing freedom?”

by Daniel Brouse

More from the album *Kiss Of Life*

bookmark_borderA Question Of Humans

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Songwriting in West Chester, PA
Songwriting in West Chester, PA

LYRICS
I’m whistling with you
I’m smiling at you
Irresistible
The feeling surrounds you
Quintessential
To be the Queen Bee

If you strive for the hive
We’ll do more than survive
We’ll thrive

For those who want to derail
Take our train from the tracks
Exhale
Relax

Less the swarm harm
Try to chill your will
Stand still
Don’t sound the alarm
After all, what is your aim? To tame?

Writing Lyrics to A Question For Humans
Writing Lyrics to A Question For Humans

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ABOUT THIS SONG
A (fingered)
Em
Em / G

Written and recorded on June 9, 2012 as an accident occurred right in front of me in West Chester, Pennsylvania. The mean has to do with a train coming off the tracks in the middle of a bee hive as compared to the human race.

by Daniel Brouse

More From the Album *Holey Ghost*

The End

bookmark_borderFolsum Prison Blues, Too

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LYRICS
He don’t mind dyin’
He don’t mind lyin’
He’s a fool
He don’t mind dyin’
He don’t mind lyin’
He’s a tool

The breaknecks from Lakeside
Ought to run and hide
Even the po-po know
Dicks, Jokers and Shitheads
Now, my daddy gonna make their beds

Ya violate my daughter
Why ya ought notta

Ya ought to just give it back
If ya wanna live your life of slack
‘else ya just might get the knack
For the Folsom County blues
e.g. you lose

 

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Lyrics to the Song Folsom Prison Blues, Too .mp4 video

How to Play Guitar to Folsom Prison Blues, Too .mp4

 

ABOUT THIS SONG
Em
Am7
D
G

This is the first song in a trilogy from the album Prom And Aid. It is about the 2012 Wissahickon Prom in Montgomery County, Pennsylvania where some “joker” made the mistake of victimizing my daughter. Her date tried to set things straight. When that wasn’t enough, the police brought justice.

by Daniel Brouse

More From the Album *Prom And Aid*

bookmark_borderThe Ballad of Harry the Hero

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This is the third song in a trilogy from the album Prom And Aid about the 2012 Wissahickon Prom in Montgomery County, Pennsylvania. Somebody made the mistake of victimizing my daughter. Her date tried to set things straight. When that wasn’t enough, the police brought justice.  Here is the story set to music:

The Ballad 0f Harry the Hero .mp3

 

C
G / F / G / C

by Daniel Brouse

More From the Album *Prom And Aid*

bookmark_borderMemory-all Day

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Writing Memory-all on Memorial Day, West Chester, Pennsylvania
Writing Memory-all on Memorial Day, West Chester, Pennsylvania

LYRICS
I won’t tell you no more
At any rate, you’re probably right
It’s too late
I won’t tell you
No more

It’s temperate
Inhospitable
Environment

So, of all these things you abhor
I won’t tell you
No more

For self-wealth
Memory it yourself

I ain’t your Mama
Don’t need the drama
I won’t tell you
No more
Know more

 

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Lyrics to the Song Memory-all .mp4

How to Play Guitar to the Song Memory-all .mp4

Memory All Part-1 .mp3

Memory All Part 2 .mp3

 

ABOUT THE SONG
Capo 8 (Bb)
E / G / D

Written and recorded on Memorial Day, May 28, 2012 in west Chester, Pennsylvania at the Veterans’ Memorial. It is about remembering what is important in life without being told over and over again. “It’s Too Late!

by Daniel Brouse

More From the Album *Atlantis City*

bookmark_borderRigamarole

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Writing the Song Rigamarole
Writing the Song Rigamarole

LYRICS

What’s all the rigamarole?
Diggin’ a hole with the mole?
What’s the ruckus
Throwing humanity under the bus?

What’s all the rigamarole
Don’t ya know
The story has a morale

The door
You slam it?
Damn it!

All for all
It’s a rigamarole
It’s a rigamarole

Shake off your Rigor mortis
Build the human fortress
For us
The children of the children’s children’s

Enough immoral shenanigans
Join the rigamarole
For all

Lyrics to the Song Rigamarole .mp4

How to Play Guitar to the Song Rigamarole  .mp4

Guitar to the Song Rigamarole .mp4

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ABOUT THIS SONG
Em / G
G /  Em
Am7 / D7

Written and recorded on May 27, 2012 in West Chester, PA.

by Daniel Brouse
More From the Album *Atlantis City*

bookmark_borderI Met A Girl

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LYRICS
I met a girl
(She) wanted a five second song
But, ya see, Jessi…
I’ve already written… there’s another Jessi
And, it’ll take too long
For me to fall for you

I met a girl
Andrea the atheist
She wanted to know my twist on this
“My God’s a lady
and, lately
She’s fed up feeding man”
Who bites the hand…
… of the one that feed ’em?

I met a girl called Lee Ann
And, man…
She changed the scene
With my tambourine
The Spirit shined ever brighter
On the streets of the wrong and righter (writer)

I met a girl
Jenny Roadside on the road’s side
She asked if I’d mind…
Could she play my guitar
When ya bring on the music, dance and sing
Brings mating of souls…
Everlasting

I met a gang of girls
Whose giggles and smiles
Changed the world
Like an army of angels
the moments making life special

I Met A Girl (Free .MP3 Downloads)

ABOUT THE SONG
F#m / Em
Em / Am / Bm

The song was written and recorded on the streets of West Chester. Over the past couple weeks, a large number of females have approached me as I played on the street. Here a few have been named, though all were special.

More from the album: Have Studio. Will Travel

by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderHometown Hoedown (Video and MP3 Album)

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bookmark_borderVideo Album: A Day In Love Park

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bookmark_borderDawn’s Daylight

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LYRICS
Imagine a giant cosmic cue stick… getting ready to break
Imagine the moon… as cue ball
*Farewell*
… is the order for order

Quick at a flick

A new birthday cake

The continental plate border

Expansion… thank God for gravity
(God’s gravity holding it together… like never)
Limiting the severity
Of the impact of the break on humanity

It would happen that quick

It could happen that quick
Like a thief in the night
Giving a whole new meaning
To the dawn’s day light

About the Song *Dawn’s Daylight* (.mp4 Video)

Guitar for *Dawn’s Daylight* (.mp4 Free Music Video)

Guitar for *Dawn’s Daylight* (.mp4 Free Music Video)

Guitar Part 2 for *Dawn’s Daylight* (.mp4 Free Music Video)

The scene in the dream is eerily familiar to Roger Dean art. In particular:

Floating Islands by Roger Dean
Close To The Edge by Roger Dean

by Daniel Brouse as part of the More MegaEpix Enormous Experiment

Photo of Daniel Brouse
Daniel Recording at Marsh Creek / Photo by Jacquelyn Grucella

bookmark_borderBlood Vessel

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You don’t need to,
Share the wealth,
Just as you can’t,
Share good health.

But, you can,
Share your love,
Spread it thick,
Or, spread it thin.

The dead,
Or quick?

Rise above,
Evil kin,
Dance and move,
While you’ve the skin.
Rise above,
The lowly sin,
Flying high,
Again.

Lord, despite my moans,
Thanks for these bones.
These bones gonna rise again.
Lord, despite my wine-in’,
Thanks for this skin.
From a puddle of mud,
My blood,
And, I thank you so.
So, here I go,
Spreading it thick,
While of the quick.

I’ll be your blood vessel… flesh castle,
A Holy Grail set for sail,
Flesh castle,
Blood vessel.

From The Conjuring Experiment

bookmark_borderThe Wild Life of the Wildlife

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Where ever I roam,
I’m at home.

My body — soul’s house,
At least this life,
No, never alone… in the house of God.

God is good,
God is great,
So, I thank Her….

As part of Her,
Wildlife.

Wild life,
Jig and sing,
Constant fling thing.

“You don’t like the tornadoes?
Stop stirring things up down there,”
God said.

Instead in the stable,
Jig and sing,
Wildlife.

“The loose on the loose,
Ramparts running rampant,”
says Mother Goose.

Mother Nature blows in the wind,
“Naturally, the nature to nurture,
could be nurtured. What a rapture!”

Love life,
Wildlife.

The *please do not refrain from the refrain* refrain:
I’m just a church mouse in God’s house.
Wildlife,
Wild life.

Love life,
Wildlife.

From the Conjuring Experiment

bookmark_borderHobo Jungle

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Are we living,
Living in a place,
Where humans,
Aren’t humane,
Where the beings,
Aren’t being,
Very sane?

Oh, no,
A hobo,
Hobo jungle,
My fellow man,
Is more savage,
Than human.

Oh, no,
Hobo,
Woah,
Hobo,
Jungle,
Hobo jungle

The city isn’t savage,
It’s our age,
All over the land,
Can’t understand,
Why the rednecks,
Wreak havoc,
Bully the brains.

Why the fast paced,
Ran, run, raced,
Trampled my face….

Can’t we be the kind,
That can be kind,
No need to remind,
To mind….

Mind my business,
Build a fortress,
Rain distress,
Reign distress,
No, not my mess.

No, I won’t go,
So, far….
As to call it,
A hobo jungle…
More of a bungled,
Humanity.

Are we the animals,
Damning all,
To a hobo jungle,
Just a little respect,
Will fetch,
A civil twilight,
As our day,
Fades to night.

Just a little appreciation,
For the federation,
Of humankind,
Leaving the least,
In the lead,
And, the first,
Behind.

From the Conjuring album I Am (Therefore, I Think) by Daniel